I had childcraft when I was a kid and I dearly loved them. At age 24 I went to a friend's house and found that she had the childcraft set for her kids. I was amazed that when I opened one of the books and my eyes fell on thoses familiar illustrations I had the most incredible rush of nostalgia. I physically felt warm and fuzzy all over. Amazing, huh?

I am jealous of all of you reading to your kids. Mine haven't been to the point where reading would provide any pleasure. Their autism prevents it. But one day. Their development is just delayed, so they'll eventually get there. (Hah! Can you see me reading nursery rhymes to a 10 year old?)

Margarita