My Kindergarten Bookshelf

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Alternative title: Picture Books to Raise a Child Like Me

When I was a young girl my bookshelf was an open night table with one shelf. It was painted a very Goodnight Moon-lurid red brown and it’s now used to house some of Mom’s textiles in the nursery-turned-‘sewing room’.
You know, I never really realized until now that I had a nursery. I moved out of a smaller bedroom into the room I’m currently in now because I was getting to big for the first one. I think that makes it a nursery? How weird.

I remember the books I liked best very well. Partly because I only recently managed to let go of them and partly because I’ve rebought some of my old favorites. Because you never know when you’re going to up and have a baby, and you never know when said baby will demand reading material. Continue reading “My Kindergarten Bookshelf”

Easter Memories

Four cute baby rabbits

Easter’s not a holiday I put much stock in anymore.  I’ve never been religious and the idea of celebrating someone rising from the grave seems decidedly more vampiric than divine to me.

But we did celebrate as a family when I was young, when egg hunts, berries, and candy held much more interest than they do now (to be honest, berries are still pretty exciting).
So a list of things I personally remember or have been told about past Easters, in a roughly chronological order.

How about you? Any Easter memories that you’d like to share? Continue reading “Easter Memories”