It's coming on towards Valentines Day, and for some odd reason, I started randomly reminiscing about a Valentine's book from my childhood. I don't know why it occurred to me to think about it, but as usual, the idea gets stuck in my head and I drive myself crazy trying to place the book. Does that ever happen to you? Where recognition is just at the edge of your consciousness and you wish you could just transmit those scraps of images to Google and hope that miracle of a search engine can just tell you the answer and put you out of your misery already? ... Ok. Maybe it's just me.
All I could sense was a vague image of a kid cutting a heart and always not quite getting it and kept cutting more until there was only a teeny tiny heart left. I tried Google, and Ebay and Etsy, and and random old book online archives, when, FINALLY, I saw a book cover that triggered the memory.
It was "It's Valentines Day" by Jack Prelutsky.
That gust of wind you felt was my huge sigh of relief, as if I had just found a lost wedding ring or something, but no, not really of that magnitude. I was pretty ecstatic though, and it brought back so many memories of those Scholastic book club order forms and library book sales, and the joy of receiving a brand spanking new book.
So, crazy me, I decided to look for other books from my childhood, because obviously, I hadn't spent enough time on the internet yet. I found out that there was a whole series of books called the Scholastic Weekly Reader, and apparently, my parents had signed us up for a subscription. I don't remember any of this, but I remember the books, which was what counted.
After browsing (yes, browsing now, instead of frantically searching) through vintage Etsy shops, I found a couple more of my childhood favorites, and ordered them online. It's kind of crazy that if my parents had saved those books, they'd be worth a pretty penny now. Well, not a whole terrible lot, but at least I wouldn't be shelling out money to buy them again, which I did. Still, it was like Christmas all over again when those books showed up and I flipped through those pages.
Here are some of my favorites:
Do you have any favorite children's books from when you were young? There's so many books available these days (and I love many of them), but to me, those oldies really were goodies.