Library Fuss

I had promised the boys we would swim yesterday, so I had set aside the afternoon in anticipation of this very exciting event. However, we had library books due yesterday. Everyone was ready: swimsuits on, towels at the ready, sunblock thickly applied. But...oh no! Two of the library books were nowhere to be found.

"We have to find them, guys," I sighed. We looked under beds and couches--no luck. I quickly rifled through some bookshelves. Nope, not there.

"Okay guys, we have to find these. We need to deep-clean the bonus room," I said firmly.

Zac was crushed and cried softly as he poked around the bonus room. He was too upset to be effective. I told him nicely to buck up (am I mean?). Seth said, "Can't we just re-check them out?" I refused, stating that we would be in the same pickle in two weeks if we did that. Blane toodled around and was oblivious, but out of the way.

I finally ended up pulling out all the books in Seth and Blane's disaster of a bookshelf and put them in one by one. The first book we found was crammed behind the bookshelf and I found the last one after I had replaced almost all the books.

Everyone was relieved. We got in the car and had a short talk about responsibility and how it sometimes cuts into our fun, but ultimately makes us feel the best.

Got to the pool, and everyone had a great time as usual!