So I’m back from my trip to Colorado and I was back at work almost (save for a delayed flight) immediately. I had my usual Tuesday afternoon storytime program. As the kids were settling in and I was chit-chatting with a few of my regulars, one of them pointed to a low bookshelf. There, in the corner, was a large dead cockroach. (I surmised that it was dead since it was on its’ back, legs up in the air).
A little boy, “Jack”, who is a regular at my programs and has been excitdedly participating in the Summer Reading program for the past few weeks looked at me without the slightest trace of sarcasm and deadpanned, “Is that the Reading Bug?”
It’s good to be back. 🙂