Friday, January 2, 2009

The little librarian

Other news to be posted sometime soon, but meanwhile I wanted to share this.

For Christmas, Nikki and Cristie (and company) gave Reed a custom-made stamper. At first I think he was a little concerned because he took the words of the stamp quite literally – he thought he'd have to loan out all of his books and he wouldn't have them anymore. But then he embraced the idea. He was pretty excited about it, and spent probably a couple of hours over two days this week stamping each of his many and varied books.


Then he decided it'd be great to sort them all out into categories.

Once that job was done, he asked Tod to make up dividers for the sections and set about making labels for the shelves – he developed his own set of categories, including historical, school, friends, science, educational, fiction, math, poems, lullabies, fish, and birds (I probably missed a couple). Then his work was done. He has elaborate ideas for when his library will be open (daily except Saturdays, with time for a lunch break for him, and closing shop once it was dark).


Here's the proud librarian and his finished product:


And here's what Grandma Larson (a school librarian herself) had to say about it all:
My God!!! shades of his old Grandma when they delivered the books to "the village shoppe and library". That is amazing. Truly amazing that he knows that he likes to do this so well. He has a passion and he worked on it. If he can accomplish this when he is six what will he have done by the time he is 76? or 16? or 36? Any how as you can see I am excited. Also...what an intuitive gift for Nikki to give him. For her to be so in tune to him that she knew that he would or even could possibly love this give is wonderful. Also, it took his loving parents to be able to help him and guide him. Wow!!!! Be sure to keep these pictures and notes with his information because it may give you a peek into his character later on.

Give that Reed a cuddly love for me because my heart is really warmed by this. Love, Mom

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