I don’t have much to share by way of Yarn Along Wednesday, except a dream I have to crochet Rebekah a light yellow dress for this summer. I crocheted a darling little yellow flower for a hair clip to match her Easter dress, but I failed to get a fantastic picture of it. Now that she is walking, she is a busy body. I don’t walk away with many pictures that are not blurry. And our Easter family picture was a bit mopey. Rebekah was on the brink of sleep when we took it.
As always, remember to check out more Yarn Along posts on Ginny’s blog. 🙂
She can unload the dishwasher faster than I can load it . . .
It may be a little quiet around The Engaged Home for a couple days. Fortunately, we seem to have worked out most of the spotty Wi-Fi issues. But, add to unreliable internet access a sick baby, and my arms are a bit full. Sweet Rebekah came down with a fever yesterday, and though she doesn’t have any other symptoms, she just wants to cuddle most of the day, with a few spurts of playful energy. Hopefully she will feel better tomorrow. Mitch and I both had 2-day stomach bugs last week, so maybe she has a touch of that virus.
We’ve enjoyed spending a couple days with my parents this week. Before Rebekah got sick I was able to find where they stashed my favorite childhood books.
Books shape our imaginations, teach us about life, and weave themselves into our memories.
Since Rebekah was born, I found myself thinking about many of my own favorite picture and chapter books. I foraged through totes in the basement, and after a few minutes of searching, emerged successful with two whole totes of childhood books.
Sitting down on the floor in the living room with my parents and daughter while we unpacked all the books and recalled special memories, created a cherished new memory. I shouldn’t have been, but I was surprised at how worn and tattered the pages of my childhood books appeared. It makes sense though when I stop and think of how many times I sat and read those books with my parents and on my own. Almost every book I pulled out of the tote was like reconnecting with an old friend.
You can’t tell in this picture, but these are small books, perfect for little hands. I remember every single one of these, even after 20 years.
This Mickey’s Christmas Around the World pop-up book was one that I read over and over again, all year round. It came with a cassette with a song for each country. I would pop that baby into my little portable Fischer-Price tape player and take it everywhere. I was surprised to find it on Amazon at all–though I don’t know many people who use cassettes anymore . . .
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I loved these “read it yourself” books. They were the books I really hoped to find. I think they are the most engrained in my memory because I read them over and over, with my parents and on my own. As a child who loved great stories, learning to read was so exciting that it never felt like work. You can find Billy Goats Gruff (Read It Yourself) on Amazon, though the price is not listed, so I’m not sure about them . . .
It is hard to beat these classics. 🙂
I loved fairy tales, as you can tell by these tattered books with loose pages held together by tape . . .
I’ll be honest, out of these four I only remember Five in the Family. But my parents said I loved Pat the Bunny (Touch and Feel Book)–and I must have because it is well worn! Finding Old Abe, copyright 1931, was an exciting find that apparently belonged to my grandpa’s brother. It was exciting to find several books from the 1930s.
However, I am still on the search for my Muppets’ Storybook. I remember cuddling close to my parents in their bed and asking them to read just one more story from it . . .
Thank you for going on a quick jog down memory lane with me! When we moved to Missouri, almost a year ago, my mother-in-law brought out a box of Mitch’s childhood books. We enjoyed going through those, laughing at his complete collection of Animorphs and well-loved picture books. I’ve loved incorporating those books into Rebekah’s library. Though most of mine are fragile from many years of love, I cannot wait to share them with her too.
Currently, Rebekah is busy enjoying all of the play dishes and cabinets from my childhood:
What were some of your favorite childhood books? Next week I will share about some of my favorite chapter books that I found in the basement.