I remember a lot of wonderful things about my childhood... Wednesday slumber parties on the living room floor with my mom and sister, visits to the family farm, grandmothers teaching me to bake and sew, and reading Little Golden Books with my parents. We read all sorts of children's books, but I specifically remember how wonderful I thought (and still think) our collection of those Little Golden Books was. The shimmery matching spines, the colorful pictures, the variety of stories, and the sheer number of hours that we could spend together on the couch reading! THAT was my beginning of a life-long love of books.
August 26, 2009
Little Golden Books
I remember a lot of wonderful things about my childhood... Wednesday slumber parties on the living room floor with my mom and sister, visits to the family farm, grandmothers teaching me to bake and sew, and reading Little Golden Books with my parents. We read all sorts of children's books, but I specifically remember how wonderful I thought (and still think) our collection of those Little Golden Books was. The shimmery matching spines, the colorful pictures, the variety of stories, and the sheer number of hours that we could spend together on the couch reading! THAT was my beginning of a life-long love of books.
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