The end of summer is finally are upon us. There were many house renovations and projects and a whole bucket list of summer activities--only half of which were accomplished. I always begin looking
I remember every summer my mom letting me pick a big fat "big kid" book from our local library and reading it to me every afternoon until we finished it. Those are some of my best childhood memories. Even my brother--who didn't really enjoy being read to--wanted to sit and listen sometimes.