Bear Date

 The big boys were on a BYU Brodeo in Arlington, so the weekend was all about Mom and the triple threat. Sloane and Esme had a bday party to attend so Bear and I hate a date of our own. First we hit Walmart to pick out a puzzle for an angel tree name he brought home from the ward party, then we went to the LEGO store at the mall. Here, we created a tiny village of Christmas themed Lego people. Tiny things are so cute. We made Mr and Mrs Claus and elves galore, and they all held cocoa or candy canes.  The candy cane reminded us of, you guessed it, our favorite swig cookie. So we drove through and ordered one to share. I’m sorry to Aaron, who may need to mortgage our home to support my cookie therapy needs. 

We finished our date at Barnes and Noble, where we helped families pick out books for their tweens. One mother was holding a copy of the Ickabog and trying to find an associate who had read it. Bear piped in, “excuse me, I have read that book…well, well I mean most of it. I mean I can help you.” 

I mean come on, how cute is that? I will take literary advice from any child who wants to tell me about a book they love reading. Her son also happened to be 10, so this was great help. Then two other groups joined us and asked if we had read the series of unfortunate events or mysterious Benedict society. An aunt and had DogMan questions for Bear and he was chuffed to have answers. 

We amused ourselves with all the trappings and regalia of the wizarding world of Harry Potter fandom, perused the Lego selection, and Bear finally decided to spend his $15 budget on two new I Survived books. In the checkout line, we found Santa themed rock ‘em sock ‘em punching pens, and stepped out of line to play with them for way too long. We were joined by a young hipster couple, who also found them as entertaining as we did. We noticed their vinyl purchases and ended up talking about music and records for a bit, too. On the drive home, Bear recounted all the people we connected with this evening and concluded that bookstores are some of the best places on earth. Libraries offer the same thing, but there is a pressure to be quiet, and that can be tough for little boys and extroverted Megans. In the bookstore, we met all sorts of interesting people. I also see this as evidence that ut by divine design that the Lord chose a Book as the vessel to carry His message yo the world. When he is older, I think Bear will have no problem as a missionary approaching strangers to share about his favorite book. He did a swell job of helping others, today!