 I don't remember the first time my mama took me to the library and I don't remember getting my first library card. It was just part of what we did. I loved this time we spent together. It was just her and me and I always felt like I was finally getting the special attention I deserved. We would go in together and she would leave me to wander around the picture books and as I got older the chapter books. I could take home whatever I wanted. I got such a rush from this independence. Everyone was always keeping a close eye on me but at the library I got to decide for myself.