It was a tiny book, an ornament really, that we hung on the tree especially for our little granddaughter, and low enough for her to see. We just assumed it would remain there among all the other decorations as we celebrated with parents, kids, and our one grand. But on that Christmas Day - how many years ago? 15? - the two-year-old had other ideas. She spotted the red book covers, then located her great-grandmother. Because, you know, a book must be read.
As we close in on December 25, 2016, my hope is that each of us will find a tree to explore, a child's eyes to look through, a good book to read, a curiosity to learn, a loving heart to teach, and a Christmas moment just like this one.