Bibliophile alert

We are readers here. I remember books I had back in the day and I want them for my kids, too. I figure if I remember them twenty or thirty years later, they had to be good. Like The Best Christmas Pageant Ever (we have it--still in print, even!). Mrs. Learmont read that to us in third grade. I dated a guy who'd never heard of it, poor soul. So I made a tape of myself reading it and sent it to him as he'd taken an internship across the country. I hope he has it for his son now. The book, not the tape. Don't care about the tape.
Another I remember is The Little Leftover Witch. Mrs. Hahn read that to us in second grade and I later made my mother get us a copy that I read to pieces. It would be great to read at Halloween, like she did. Maybe next year we'll have one. [HOLY COW, I just looked that one up on Amazon. Guess I'm not the only one who remembers it fondly!]
Now I've got The Thanksgiving Treasure (Mrs. Learmont again, but in fifth grade) bumping around in my head. I think there was even a TV special about this one but I don't remember actually watching it.

You know, just about every day I'm reminded of what a blessing it is I married the guy I did. He actually understands this book thing.