Do I like books? Do I like books??? You bet your biblioteca I do!!
My mom encouraged reading when we were young by ordering children's classics. We'd get a new book every month. My siblings and I read about great men and women throughout history....Abraham Lincoln, Daniel Boone, Clara Barton, Thomas Edison, George Washington Carver, ad infinitum.
Ms. Judy was an English major, so when we got married, I not only acquired a wonderful wife, but also acquired a wonderful library. Today, we have several bookshelves throughout the house. Because Ms. Judy taught first grade for 20 years, we have a wonderful collection of great children's books as well. When the grandkids come over, they invariably will gravitate towards that bookshelf at least once during their visit.
My favorite place to read here at the ol' homestead is in the room my grandkids have dubbed "The Lodge." In my opinion, there's nothing like sitting by the fire on a cold winter day with a good book while the snow piles up outside the window. Throw in my dog-eared sheepskin slippers and my heavy, frayed, old navy blue cardigan and life doesn't get much better than that.
My mom encouraged reading when we were young by ordering children's classics. We'd get a new book every month. My siblings and I read about great men and women throughout history....Abraham Lincoln, Daniel Boone, Clara Barton, Thomas Edison, George Washington Carver, ad infinitum.
Ms. Judy was an English major, so when we got married, I not only acquired a wonderful wife, but also acquired a wonderful library. Today, we have several bookshelves throughout the house. Because Ms. Judy taught first grade for 20 years, we have a wonderful collection of great children's books as well. When the grandkids come over, they invariably will gravitate towards that bookshelf at least once during their visit.
My favorite place to read here at the ol' homestead is in the room my grandkids have dubbed "The Lodge." In my opinion, there's nothing like sitting by the fire on a cold winter day with a good book while the snow piles up outside the window. Throw in my dog-eared sheepskin slippers and my heavy, frayed, old navy blue cardigan and life doesn't get much better than that.


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