This afternoon I tried to clear off our overflowing bookshelves. When the books are all crammed together it’s hard to find anything, and the kids get frustrated looking for what they want. I thought, OK, I can get rid of most of the board books – I’ll keep a few for when Anna starts reading, but let the rest go. They’re covered with dust. Nobody looks at them anymore.
But I can’t.
I tried. I really did. There are piles of books strewn all over my living room as evidence of my failed attempt to let go.
Sandra Boynton, Karen Katz, Eric Carl, Eric Hill. Lift the flaps and crinkly, noisy, touchy books. This beautiful library of board books started both girls down the path of loving to read. How could they have been left behind so quickly?
In my head I know that keeping board books won’t keep my girls little, but my heart just isn’t ready to part with them yet.