The other day I was thinking of some of my favorite books when I was growing up. This is a fun part of having children because I get to re-live all of the fun I had as a child by watching them enjoy some of my favorites. The photo above is at the grave of Mary Goose (author of the “Mother Goose stories”)
I LOVED the Ramona books by Beverly Cleary when I was growing up. I think I could relate to Ramona so I thought it was hilarious. My oldest daughter did not get into the books, but my youngest (who also is a lot like Ramona) LOVED them like I did. I remember the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew, the Bernstein Bears and I read everything written by Judy Blume.
I am ashamed to admit this, but in middle school I read all the Sweet Valley High books….. and then went to the classics, such as A Wrinkle in Time. I have enjoyed watching my girls devour the Harry Potter series and move on to many other books.
I believe if we find the right books for our children (at the right level for them and something that interests them) then we begin at a very early age to cultivate the love of reading. My girls have learned I am a sucker – if they ask me for a book I cannot say no.
What were your favorite books growing up?
Today, 265 days ’til 40, I am so thankful for the children’s authors who help shape our lives and the lives of our children.