This one genuinely brings tears to my eyes. The part where Addy is reunited with her father on christmas day. The symbolism of the Shadow Puppet room where the children are watching these silhouettes that they recognize as Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus, and then Addy looking up and seeing a shadow in the doorway and instantly recognizing that shape as her father, running to embrace him, it just dissolved me into tears, man.
I literally always tear up at the part that the dad turns away and starts crying, I initially thought he was weeping because of the generosity of Mrs. Ford's gift, but then you get the emotional punch of realizing that he's crying in joy because his daughter just read something to him -- something he'd hoped and dreamed for his children to have the chance to do for years and years.
This book vaguely reminds me of the Gift of the Magi, the way Addy has to sacrifice something valuable to her to get a gift for her loved one -- she initially plans to secretly save up and buy a shawl for her mother, but she then is inspired to donate the gift money to the church offering, which will presumably go to help former slaves who are moving north. This book was a lot more overtly religious than American Girl usually gets, but I see why. The role of the black church in helping newly freed slaves cannot be overstated. Addy remembers how she and her mother were helped when they arrived in Philadelphia and imagines that she's donating those precious pennies to help her baby sister, brother, and father reunite with her.
Through circumstance, Addy is rewarded for her generosity by receiving a new dress for Christmas, the excess fabric she uses to make her mother a handmade shawl.
Beautiful illustrations, extremely emotional, definitely imparts 'Christmas' to a young reader as something that is about more than receiving gifts in a way that some of the other girls Christmas volume failed (mostly Samantha's)
P.S., I loved the way Mrs. Ford dealt with that unhappy customer and defended Ruth, you keep that ramrod straight spine, Mrs. Ford, hell yes.