I had a picture book when I was a kid that illustrated The Twelve Days of Christmas. I loved looking at it because it was a Where’s Waldo for each day. It was a challenge to hunt for the twelve drummers, eleven pipers, ten lords, etc. It was also humorous; the maids were spilling milk bottles, the geese were running away, and the partridge knocked over the pear tree.
Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats is another classic and favorite of mine. I gifted it to my nephew a couple years ago and I hope he enjoys it as much as I do.
Books can be so much more than just a gift. When you give a book to someone special in your life, you may also be giving them memories to reflect upon for many holiday seasons to come. ~Kathleen, LitNuts Cofounder
“Our childhood memories are often fragments, brief moments or encounters, which together form the scrapbook of our life.” ~Edith Eger, The Choice
