Yesterday one of our children's librarians told me this story:
"Today a young child came to me with her mother carrying a book. Eyes downcast she explained that her three-year-old sister learned how to use scissors and handed me this":
"I laughed and told her the story of my library book when my three-year-old sister discovered crayons. I asked her if she kept her temper, she admitted she lost her temper "a little, but she deserved it!" The girl promised to keep her library books in her backpack next time. Luckily I had a back-up copy in storage anyway. The child is relieved, the mother is happy, and they checked out several more chapter books."