Some of my fondest memories as a child include the times spent reading with my parents (specifically, my mother). The gentle cadence of her voice paired with the thrill of crispy white book pages that shared a thrilling story became a nightly ritual. Then I became a parent myself and the love and the magic of reading together every night was something we all looked forward to. As the gift-giving
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Published on November 26, 2019 03:08