To childhood, with fondness.

I can remember many quirky and wonderful things from my childhood. Clothes, smells, faces... Whilst cleaning my room, I ran across a stash of books: Berenstein Bear, Dr. Seuss, and Goosebumps. As an avid book reader, I thought about all the books I was fond of reading when I was much younger. Although, Dr. Seuss, I'm sure frequents many of your own lists, I thought up several others that seem to be forgotten classics.


Thank you parents. Thank you nineties. Thank you childhood.

Song o' the day---> "Working for the Weekend"- Loverboy