One of the best things about kids is the ability to relive your own childhood memories through them. Classic toys, Scooby Doo on Netflix, and crafts like friendship bracelets could have a parent perpetually repeating 1983 and being perfectly happy about it.
My most favorite part of introducing life to my children, though, comes through books. Of course we’ve shared Dr. Seuss extensively with our kids. We’ve shared Syd Hoff of Danny and the Dinosaur fame, as well as Ezra Jack Keats, author of The Snowy Day. We crossed into new territory though, when my daughter received a boxed set of Beverly Cleary books, starring none other than Ramona. She inherited a copy of Judy Blume’s Freckle Juice from a friend this weekend, and she’s getting a boxed set of the Little House on the Prairie books for Christmas. I can’t stop reading her books. Reading them brings me back to my childhood bedroom, complete with Holly Hobby bedspread. I read all the time, but I always picture that it’s summertime, when really, all I did unless instructed otherwise, was read. When it got really hot, I moved to the basement, but I kept reading.
After the Ramona books, and the Laura Ingalls Wilder books, I think we’ll visit the Chronicles of Narnia, and by then she’ll probably be ready for more classics by Ms. Cleary and Ms. Blume. I get excited just thinking about it.
What books are you looking forward to sharing with the kids in your life?