I love reading these books. “Child-Craft” circa 1949. A collection of stories and poems. I remember going over to my grandmas house when I was young walking into her living room, over to the corner where there were built in shelves beside the fireplace, and sliding one of these books out from its place on the shelf, gently opening the book and lightly flipping through the pages looking at the pretty illustrations and then a few years later reading the stories by myself. Now 24 years later I sit curled up on the couch in my jammies and the morning sunshine reading these little gems to my biggest little. Pretty colorful pictures for her to look at and fun rhyming stories to listen to. If you know me you know that I’m forever sentimental, forever going to love and want tradition. I feel so blessed that I get to pass down these moments and stories with my girls.

Also the story in the bottom right is called “Rebecca, Who Slammed Doors for Fun and Perished Miserably” by Hilaire Belloc. Located in the humorous poem section of the book, it teaches kids that if you slam doors you will die. Oh, to live in the late 1940’s. I’d love to, I think I missed my decade…