My Favorite Reads of 2016

To say I love books would be a bit of an understatement. I was that kid who hid a flashlight in my room so that I could read after lights out. And once that was discovered and taken away by my parents (which happened at least once or twice a week), I would then attempt to read by the streetlight outside my bedroom window. Yeah, obsessed would probably be a more accurate word for my relationship with books.

After having my first daughter, I found that reading began to fall further down on my pr...