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A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

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She certainly has the hair (entirely by coincidence, folks). But you tell me. Is she not a near spitting image?

I was a spunky kid to say the very, very least, so of course — of course — I adored the Ramona books. The illustrations were endearing, the story lines, oh, so clever, but mostly Beverly Cleary gave me a character I could relate with.

As Everleigh gets older, and her outgoing, inquisitive personality blossoms, she reminds me ever-so-much of Cleary’s timeless little girl.

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Christmas is for books

It was the little traditions that really made Christmas for me. The hanging of the felt advent calendars, the decorating of the tree, the choir recitals, the carols and the books. I spent many hours lying underneath the Christmas tree looking at the pictures in these books (Golden Books, of course): 

I’d like to pass some of these traditions on to E, so I’ve been buying two or three new Christmas books each year. Her little Christmas items are piling up, and each year on December 1, I’ll bring them up. 

Little. Golden. Different.

I love books, but I’m especially fond of children’s books. As a kid, I spent hours sifting through the colourful pages of Gyo Fujikawa’s “Oh, What a Busy Day,” Richard Scarry’s “Best Mother Goose Ever” and the entire Ant and Bee series. I’m pretty sure I had all twelve of the original Little Golden Books, which I devoured on repeat. “The Monster at the end of this Book” was one of my favourites. It’s Everleigh’s, too. Only she reads it on my iPad. 

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Over two billion Little Golden Books have been sold since 1942. Here’s how they earned a spot on every kid’s bookshelf.

[Continue Reading: A Brief History of Little Golden Books]