When I was a child these books adorned a book shelf sitting in the upstairs hallway in our 100+ year old farmhouse.  I remember reading these books over and over again…and when we weren’t reading them we used them as walls for our make-shift Barbie house.  Hardcover books work well for walls. 😉  They began a love of reading for me.  I love to get lost in the imagery of a good book, and hope that our kids share that love with us.

My mom saved these books and now our little ones get to read the same books I read as a youngster. 

Can’t you just see the little wheels turning in her head.  The imagination is working, I can tell!

What kinds of imagination did you discover this week? 🙂