Repent, Sinners

We go to the library a lot. It's less than a mile away so, unless it's snowing or sweltering, we walk. A few days ago, Cameron could hardly wait to walk to the library because he had completed level four -- FOUR! -- of the summer reading contest. And at level four, you get to choose your OWN book.

At the library, Cameron quickly chose his book and then, to my surprise, the librarian said, "And, at level four, you get THIS!" And produced from behind the counter a huge lawn sign reading "A LIBRARY SUPERSTAR LIVES HERE." Cameron beamed, while I looked with dismay at the gigantic sign with its menacing metal prongs.

"I'll carry it!" said Cameron cheerfully. And so, we walked down the sidewalk on a well-traveled street, me pushing Matthew in the stroller and Cameron marching along side holding his sign in the air. At best, he looked like he might be advertising "OIL CHANGE, NO WAIT." But I fear that the passing drivers more likely thought I was some crazy mom forcing her child to carry a sign warning something like "IF YOU GIVE SATAN AN INCH, HE WILL BECOME A RULER." (*wink* to Monday night writers here)