Our house is full of books. Old books, new books, and pretty much everything inbetween. It was the same when I was little. I was surrounded by my favourite books and art materials. It's a nice way to be I think.
Yesterday Tom bought me one of the best gifts ever - a boxset of some of my favourite books from when I was younger - the Malory Towers series by Enid Blyton. I loved them. And judging by the comments of my facebook, twitter & instagram pages today I think a lot of you loved them too. I cannot wait to re-read them.
And it got me to thinking about the books we read as children, and what influence they have on our future.
I loved Pippi Longstocking and spent many a summers day dreaming about living in a big house with no parents and a monkey. Tee hee! I bet most kids dream of that. I think I went to a fancy dress party as Pippi once with a coat hanger in my plaits to keep them all bendy.
I loved the St Clare's books too. And the Babysitter's Club. Just thinking about them all makes me want to scour second hand bookshops to find them all.
These three were some of my very favourite books growing up. Matilda is just amazing (and so became the name for our very own Matilda). I loved George's Marvellous Medicine too and have such fond memories of reading my battered old copy, held together with sellotape, at my Grandma's house. In fact one of my strongest memories is standing reading it in her kitchen hardly bearing to put it down even for a second.
Winnie the Pooh is a gorgeous book. Tom loves it too. We even had three book related readings at our wedding, one was from Winnie the Pooh, one from Matilda, the other was the hilarious poem Oh Pointy Bird!
The Boat was one of my most favourite books ever as a child. It has no words, and is about a mouse who makes a boat from the pages of the book to escape the waves of the sea. It's wonderful.
These two books are recent purchases, and have quickly become favourites of Matilda's.
Around Christmas I decided that buying (or borrowing) special picture books was an important part of my life, and something I shouldn't feel guilty about. Especially as I want to be a picture book illustrator myself. Books make me happy, they make all of us happy. Probably a good thing we're surrounded by them!
At the moment Matilda is really enjoying the Iggy & Me stories. They're really fun. I wonder if they will stick in her mind as she grows up to become the books of her childhood? Even her teachers have commented on her love for books (and drawing), and rather than a naughty step or time outs or anything like that, Matilda wins or loses extra bedtime stories for her behaviour. She always starts with three bedtime stories and more often than not ends up with three, four or five by the end of the day!
Do you re-read the books from your childhood? Do you remember them? Do your children love your favourites as much as you do? I really would love to hear all about them.
P.S. I'm going to start reading First Term at Malory Towers tonight, I'm so excited. The only thing is I think once I start reading, I might not be able to stop!