Monday Muses
The Snowy Day
This was one of me and my brothers favorite picture books when we were little and I remember always listening to my mom read it to us all year round. I think I loved this book so much because of the illustrations, and I’m not sure how I admired it at such a young age but the pictures made me love it even more. I could relate to the child in the story because I loved snow (and still do). I would play outside all the time in the winter with my brother and in a way we could relate to everything Ezra Jack Keats wrote. I remember whenever I woke up in the winter and it was snowing I would feel like the character and act as if I was the little boy in the red snowsuit. It was always fun to read and it will always be a favorite.
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