Today Twitter gave us a hashtag librarians can hardly help but love: #readingwithmom. Who doesn’t have a sweet memory of shared hours spent with the grown-up who lovingly brought them into contact with the beautiful, imaginative, and somehow extra-grown-up world of books? Or of the classic stories that came to life in those treasured moments?
For me, it was about reading The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings with my dad before bed. It created a Tolkien addiction that I still can’t quite get over, even to this day. I even have an Eowyn costume stored away in my closet. (Nerd!) What did you and your parents – or maybe you and your children – read together? Is it still staying with you even to this day?