It’s hard to me to really summarize how much I love a picture book. I respect them so much I tend to have a nagging feeling I shouldn’t be so bold as to make them myself. I’ve had three really great jobs in my life, and one of them was selling books. Paper books. With pages that you turn.
Some other day, I’ll write more about kicking and screaming towards ebooks. For now, a celebration of good books!
I’ve had a terrible sinking feeling that we are forgetting something- but we have taken copious notes throughout the year. Enjoy!