Last night I went to my former school and helped at their Family Christmas Night. I snapped this picture of the daughter and husband of a former colleague. It reminded me of reading Christmas stories to my own children.
My children were always surrounded by books. Reading to them was not only a pleasure, it was also a responsibility I took seriously. But the Christmas books were only brought out at Christmas time. I wanted those to remain special. Because they were so well-loved and could only be read for a small number of days, I read the books to my kids again and again...a wonderful memory.
Snuggling up close
to hear a Christmas story
©Leigh Anne Eck, 2015