Last week I was telling one of my students, Noah, about my recent doctor's appointment. I told him how I got to hear the baby's heart beat and that the baby will be born about mid-March. Noah told me he had some books he would lend me: "They're about how to be a good big brother, it'll teach you a lot." It was so sweet. He was very distraught when he came in the next morning because he could not find the books. But he promised he'd keep looking. He found the books on Friday and when he gave them to me he said "you can take them home to read them, and give them back to me on Tuesday." He's got the whole library concept down!
I will admit that when I read the books, I may have teared up a little. It's the hormones. Damn hormones.