Oh, God, storytime at the library!!
Thank you for posting this because I always felt that I was a defective mother because this ALWAYS ended in disaster. With my first, I kept trying. She would not sit, she wandered and disrupted and asked questions. Never appeared to pay attention to the story. We always got 'the look' from other parents. Afterwards, she could pretty much repeat the entire story back to me verbatim and I would be left shaking my head about what had just happened in the story room.
With the second, we went once. ONCE. He ran around the room like a madman, giggling and interrupting. I carried him out kicking and screaming after 10 minutes and have since decided to stop torturing myself.
Last edited by kathleen'smum; 06/09/11 09:22 AM. Reason: Horrible spelling. Note to self: never type post-call shifts
