One of the first boxes I lug out of the attic in December is the one marked "Xmas Books and Video." Through Advent, I try to read the boys a Christmas story each night at bedtime. They usually open a new book on Christmas Eve, so over the years, we've built up a nice library. A really good childrens' book can be hard to find, and a really good Christmas book even harder, so I thought I'd share some of our favorites. I'd love for you to share yours in the comments, and please don't feel confined to the Christian holiday. We'd love to incorporate other winter celebrations into our Advent library.
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|The Baker's Dozen. This is a really charming folktale about a pre-revolutionary baker in New York, who encounters Saint Nicholas as a trickster and shape shifter, and gets taught a lesson in giving.|
|The Nativity. The text is straight out of the King James bible, and the illustrations are out of this world. The Holy Family have natty dreads, the angels are ragged and pot-bellied, Gabriel wears army boots, and the baby Jesus is anatomically correct. It is my hands-down favorite. Divinely inspired.|
|The Donkey's Dream. This beautiful book draws on symbol and myth. Even the text is dreamlike. Lots of imagery of the Sacred Feminine. Primes the wee ones for the Da Vinci code.|
|Christmas. I wish "Miffy" hadn't become so ubiquitous. It kind of takes some of the charm out of Dick Bruna's illustrations for me. But there are no rabbits or kittens in this book, and the story is told very simply, so it remains a favorite. I like how the people are all brown and black (except the angels who are colorless) and how Mary has a patch on her dress. Whoever the historical Jesus was, however he was born, we can be reasonably certain it wasn't to the Breck shampoo girl in flowing blue velvet robes.|
|Wombat Divine. Who doesn't love to say "wombat?" My school-age boys, who participate in the annual Christmas pageant, really like this antipodal perspective on auditions. When everyone tucks into the pudding at the end, I have to explain to them that it's likely a steamed pudding with raisins and hard sauce, the sort I grew up with, not the Jello kind, and they look thoroughly disgusted with me, like I just said we ate reindeer meat. Wait till they find out about flipper pie... |
|Who's That Knocking on Christmas Eve? What would Christmas be without Jan Brett? We read The Mitten year-round, but this one we save for December. It's full of ugly little trolls, who get their comeuppance from a ravenous polar bear. Excellent therapy for bloggers.|
|The Snowman. Someone gave us this animated film the Christmas just before my second son was born. I will forever associate the musical score with the endless twilight of newborn time. The lovely thing about having babies in January is not feeling the need to go anywhere. I think the fact that this short, bittersweet film is without dialogue made me feel better about keeping it on more or less continuous loop for my then two-year old that entire winter.|
|Finally, one that comes handed down from my family in Newfoundland. I don't remember hearing it as a little girl, but every Christmas Eve after I became a teenager, my father would read to us A Child's Christmas in Wales. There are more lavishly illustrated editions to be had, but I favor the woodcut original. "A Child's Christmas in Wales is all about the language. Better to let the imagery roll in and wash over you. I highly recommend hearing the audio version recorded by Dylan Thomas himself, but by all means, read this one aloud yourself, with all the Welsh gusto you can muster, pint glass in hand. Do it year after year. You will find yourself quoting it forever, like bits of scripture. Can the fishes see it's snowing?|
Okay, now your turn...
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