Nostalgic...

When I was about 9, my mom and I had a special reading routine. We would go to the public library and very carefully select a book that we could read together. Oh, there were many!! We would each take a turn reading one chapter aloud every night at bedtime. This was the highlight of my day, and I remember soaking in every word and just fully enjoying those few minutes of one on one time with my mom. I loved getting her all to myself.It was always clear to me that my mom enjoyed the books we read and got into them just as much as I did. One of my absolute favorites was " The Shoeshine Girl" by Clyde Robert Bulla. I liked the way my mom read it. I remember getting really sleepy as she read but at the same time being so interested. In fact, I'm sleepy but wound up right now. Where's your mom with a good book when you need her?