Badass Activist | Eve Reiland

We are off to the library | Circa 2005

Jun 20, 2005, 5:51 PM | From My Journal

We are off to the library. Jared’s shoes slap-scuff irregularly as he trails me on the weather-cracked sidewalk.

He has his nose stuffed into the already thrice-read “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” series book and slows his pace during the good parts.

Craig is seated in his big stroller — the one where I can stuff three people’s borrowed books, videos and CDs in, as well as, my purse, the mini-diaper bag, snack crackers and the sippy cup – and kicks his feet merrily against the foot rest.

A passerby smiles and says hi to him and he, pretending to be shy, immediately looks away. The next person walks towards us and doesn’t notice my flashy blue-eyed son who stares at him. Craig raises his dimpled hand, spreads his fingers out wide and waves.

The stranger doesn’t smile or even look down to acknowledge my seventeen-month-old son. Craig scowls at this non-reaction and waves higher, faster and wider. Nothing.

Craig keeps his focus intense on the middle-aged man with thinning hair and lets out a screech. Now that caught the pedestrian’s interest. Craig let’s out a string of babbles, gives an ear-to-ear toothy grin and puts his hand out. …

By Eve Reiland

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