Meetin’ Pete

I’m not going to talk about the elephant in the room.

Pete the Cat evidently frequents the LaPrade Library in Chesterfield. Sources say he reads a wide swath of authors. Sidney Sheldon, Tony Robbins, Omar Khayyam, Jill Johnston – pretty standard stuff. J.D. Salinger, too, which is a little concerning. No overdue books noted, but in ’09 he was fined for “significant damage” to a work by George Rodrigue.

But you aren’t here to study Pete the Cat’s literary habits – this isn’t, it’s So let’s see some Joe. And let’s try not to talk about the elephant in the room.

Joe first saw Pete outside, where he was skateboarding.

Off to a bad start, Pete. Joe said, “Oh, I get it. ‘Edgy.’ Yawn.”

Now we’re getting somewhere! Story time with Joe’s new friend Ms. Finch, daughter of one of his school-faves (also a Ms. Finch).

Our big boy likes story time.

Quick photo op at the end. We wanted to skip it, but didn’t want to disappoint such a big fan. You’re welcome Pete. A distracted Joe told Pete, “Hole … hole … holy cow your books are great!”

OK, I’m just going to say it, because we’re all thinking it. That’s creepy. The library did a super job, the guy in cover-band Pete was terrific, we’re very thankful for the event and all three of us had a great time. Still creepy.

A few more photos in a Flickr album.