We love books. Or rather, I love books, my husband tolerates them, and my kids are constantly bringing us books to read to them. We have books in every room of the house (I am a hoarder, can you tell?).
One tradition I started when my son was born was to put a selection of books in a basket (one for the playroom and one for the family room) that tied into the season. Here are some from winter’s selection:
Auntie Claus, by Elise Primavera. I fell in love with this book when I saw the holiday windows at Saks in Manhattan, the winter of 1999. It is a beautifully illustrated book and the story is quite clever and modern.
Frederick, by Leo Lionni. Five little field mice spend the last days of fall storing food for the long winter. Frederick saves up his memories of the seasons. When the food is all gone, the mice get emotional sustenance from Frederick’s retelling of all his memories of the seasons past. A beautiful story of the importance of art, beauty and story in times of need.