A couple weeks ago, I came across an interesting Facebook question: "What was your favorite children's book growing up?" There was an overwhelming response, with over 100 people who chimed in, all with some cherished book that represented a fond memory.
This made me reflect a bit about my own childhood experiences, and I found a couple books I remember begging to read over and over. There was comfort in how the book would always turn out. Later in life, I found books that my son would enjoy having read to him over and over.
This made me reflect a bit about my own childhood experiences, and I found a couple books I remember begging to read over and over. There was comfort in how the book would always turn out. Later in life, I found books that my son would enjoy having read to him over and over. 