Books for Meagan came in the form of a trip to the library. No better car prattle could be heard than listening to Meagan chatter about her favorite food (chicken nuggets), her indignation that her friend said her hair was orange, and her work at her "kool." No better place to be than walking through the library parking lot toward doors that open up to a multitude of free books. No better thing to hold than the little hand of a happy red-haired granddaughter as she cheerfully skipped along, bobbing her head back and forth, all the while trying to keep her shoes on her feet. No better place to be than sitting on a library bench reading aloud books while fingers point and eyes dart. No better sight to watch than one pleased child plopping five newly checked out library books into the car.
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She had a fabulous time and still thanks grandma for taking her to..."What's that place again?" in her prayers every night. Thanks mom you are a great gramma.
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