When my kids were little one of the things we did to get ready for Christmas was to bring out all the Christmas story books that were packed away the rest of the year. Each night, from mid December on, we read a different book (no shortage of reading material in this house!).
There were classic tales like The Nutcracker and The Christmas Story, as well as more modern books featuring the Muppets or Barbie. I remember one they especially love was a book called The Cat Who Climbed The Christmas Tree about a curious kitten and the ornaments that come to life as he climbs up the tree in order to meet the Angel at the top. When they were a bit older, we added A Christmas Carol as well because, hey, Charles Dickens rocks! Who doesn’t love the Ghost of Christmas Past?
Traditionally, we put the same two books aside to read on the 23rd and the 24th. Christmas Eve, of course, was reserved for The Night Before Christmas. Hubby always did the honors. The version we have is a beautiful pop up book that his brother gave to Mr D on his first Christmas. We still take it out each year and someday when he gets married, we will pass it on to his child.
The book we saved for the 23rd was our favorite, Dr Seuss, himself; How the Grinch Stole Christmas. In the early years, it was my job to read it then as the kids got older we all took turns. Miss D does a mean Cindy Lou Who! I know that Dr Seuss’ style drives some people crazy but I think it’s a really fun book to read and the sentiment is wonderful. By the time that grumpily old fellow starts to “carve the roast beast” I’m all warmed up with a Christmas glow! 🎄