Even in handcuffs he wanted to visit the library

matter what they were engaged by at home whenever I said it’s library day they dropped anything and anybody and rushed to the car. We had a bit of a drive and spent quite a bit of time in the car so there were always toys and other time passers in the car. When we arrived at the library and I exited the driver’s seat to get them out of the car, my older son, Jim, said Jordan can’t come in. I looked at Jordan sitting in his car seat and noticed the problem: he had put a pair of play handcuffs around his ankles and the cuffs were locked. There was no key. When I said we would have to go home Jordan held up his hands and said plaintively, “Please. Me go to brary.” I picked him up and carried him throughout the library stopping by our favorite spots as we always did and selecting our usual number of books.