Library Notes
October 24, 2003
By Pansy Hundley, Librarian.
I'm going to give ya'll a special treat this week. You're going to hear about a charming, intelligent, gorgeous, curly-haired, humorous, conversationalist, an amazing young man. He is 2 ¾ years old and, of course, with that description, it can only be my grandson, Cheyenne. And -- I don't want to see any eye-rolling, or hear any snickering or groaning. I've been doing good. Haven't subjected you to the usual rantings and ravings of most grandparents. So, you just listen up whilst I tell you a few happenings with Mr. Chey.
He introduces himself as Chey Schuchardt, and inquires as to what the name is of the person he's talking to, matters not if it is Walmart, the grocery store, Home Depot or the local gas station.
Suzie's been trying the potty-training bit for some time, but not too successfully. Why in the world would a feller stop playing long enough to go to the bathroom, when that perfectly good diaper is already "in place" and what's the big deal anyway?
The other night, somehow, his "big-boy" training pants got wet. When his mom inquired about how his pants got wet, he immediately said the water fountain had done it. His mom had a big problem with that, since they were at home and there was no water fountain. So, Mr. Chey got an explanation of what lying is and the lecture about that. I'll guarantee you, he will remember it too. He does not forget anything. He remembers the name of the feller in the Home Depot that he has talked to once, when he goes back in a month.
He's been going through the dreaming/nightmare stage for several months. Monsters and dinosaurs, and such like, come into his room and scare him.
Suzie tells him that she is Super-Mom and she can run out any monsters that come around. Cheyenne called to her, again, the other night when he was supposed to be going to sleep. She went into his room and he told her the monsters were in there. So, she put on her Super-Mom outfit and ran them out. She told him they were all gone and he could go to sleep. To which Cheyenne replied "No, there's a blue one in my closet." So, Super-Mom opened the closet door, drove that blue one out and gave that blue monster a time-out.
This young man has a tenancy sometimes to be bossy and tell us what to do and what we can't do. I have a children's book here at the library that is entitled "Being Bossy". I took that book up recently to be read to him. Suzie read it before bedtime one night and we talked about what bossy means.
A few days later he and mom were playing a make-believe game and mama was the dinosaur. Cheyenne told that dinosaur that he couldn't do something and Suz asked him, "Are you being bossy?" Chey thought for a minute and replied "No, I'm being emphatic!"
There are so many other stories, but I must not tell 'em all. Chey talks so much about everything and notices everything. He tosses the word "actually" around quite a lot. He tells me that I, Monee, am his best friend. He tells his mama the same thing. When I questioned him about it, he tells me that he can have two best friends. And so he does. And so he has.
I really must stop now and talk about books. And Chey loves those too. Patrick and Jennifer sent him a "Thomas The Tank Engine" book that is a plastic Thomas. The train opens up in the middle and there is a story about Thomas. One of the most unique, cutest books I've ever seen.
Now, stop it, Pansy, and talk about David Baldacci's new book "Split Second". Hot off the presses and arrived in Farmersville. This book tells us, "In his new work, Baldacci delivers his most relentlessly paced high-octane ride yet: the explosive story of careers shattered, lives lost, and worlds changed forever in a …. Split second. Well, let us see:
"Michelle Maxwell has just blown her future with the Secret Service. Against her instincts, she let a presidential candidate out of her sight to comfort a grieving widow. Then, behind closed doors, the politician whose safety was her responsibility vanished into thin air.
Living a new life on a quiet lake in central Virginia, Sean King knows how the younger agent feels. He's been there before. In an out-of-the way hotel eight years earlier, the hard-charging Secret Service man allowed his attention to be diverted for a split second. And the presidential candidate Sean was protecting was gunned down before his eyes.
Now Michelle and Sean are about to see their destinies converge. She has become obsessed with Sean's case. And he needs a friend -- especially since a series of macabre killings has brought him under suspicion and prompted the reappearance of a seductive woman he's tried hard to forget.
As the two discredited agents enter a maze of lies, secrets, and deadly coincidences, they uncover a shocking truth: that the separate acts of violence that shattered their lives were really a long time in the making---and are a long way from over……"
Now, this book further tells us "With an adrenaline rush on every page and a plot that springs one jaw-dropping surprise after another, David Baldacci's new novel will plunge you into a dangerous realm of rage, desire, betrayal and revenge. You won't put it down for a second." Well-l-l, in that case, you ladies had better get supper cooked before you pick this book up.