Maybe you're too busy. Or you had to be on a two-and-a-half-hour conference call. Or you're just sad. There are so many ways we can go down the blue path.
We all know it goes that way sometimes. So I thought maybe we could talk about the books that will bring joy, both to you and the small person you are reading to—the books you read to your kid, and they, you know, help. They remind you of all the things that matter, and all the joy that is simmering along in your life that you forget to notice.
I'll go first.
If you haven't read this book, perhaps you just need to look at the mustachioed gentleman in the window. Contemplating him could certainly cure many an ailment of the soul.
OK, your turn, if you can manage it. It is raining here (which I find lovely, actually), and I am not sure how to get through all the work on my desk, and I am getting farther away from the things that I wish I were doing. What should I read to a small person (or even just to myself) to remember the ways life is OK?