I was looking through my bookshelves when I ran across a few really old children’s books that belonged to my dad when he was small. I remember reading them over and over again when I was child, and they’re something I really cherish. Unfortunately, by the time my kids came along they were much too fragile to read together. This particular book is about a naughty chipmunk (is there any other kind?), and I just love the illustrations. My parents instilled in me a great love of books, and I have passed that down to my children. I still can’t go to sleep without reading first.
What a great memory from your childhood, and a nice pic to go with it. I am much the same as you with regards to books. So far, my daughter is taking after me... too soon to say yet with my son.
