Lenny and I love our town library. Lenny isn’t really into books yet except to chew on them, but I like to expose him to them as much as possible. There are also fun new toys at the library, which are always more exciting than the same old stuff at home. Plus, Lenny L-O-V-E-S playing with the big kids at the library, and follows them around like he’s one of them.
Lenny isn’t the only one who likes to make friends at the library. I, too, like going there because, well, adult company. Sometimes us moms keep to ourselves other than a polite smile hello, content to sit quietly and sneak a few glances at our phones while our kids occupy themselves. Other times, it is nice to strike up a conversation with the other moms.
I am, you could say, in need of more friends. Mom-friends would be especially nice, but really any kind of friends. It’s kind of nice now having a child to break the ice when I meet another mom; we know we at least have one thing in common. We all know how hard it is to make friends as an adult, especially when we’re working the majority of the day, especially when we have kids pulling us in a million directions more suited to them than us, especially when various adult obligations keep us from simply enjoying the company of other adults. As a kid, I was painfully shy and would often prefer the company of a good book over the company of others. As an adult, it’s still a challenge to overcome my lingering shyness and open up to new people.
Going to the library is my way of putting myself back out there to find friends. Hopefully, the more we go, Lenny and I will both meet some new people. Because, as I hope Lenny will also learn, book buddies are some of the best friends to have.