We finally made it back to the library, paid an embarrassingly large fine, and promptly took out 48 more books.
It really had been a while, as you can tell since one of the overdue books was The First Thanksgiving.
was less than 50, so I considered that a win (although, I also didn't
bring two kids, so maybe that's cheating).
At any rate, my poor book starved children were enchanted by the stacks of new books: there was nothing but blissful reading and, "Hey, look at this!" for hours when we got home.