I shared a piece of my (young) childhood with L today - brought in a copy of the Dr Seuss book "I had trouble in getting to Solla Sollew". It came out in 1965 and I got it for Christmas that year (it has my grandma's handwriting in the front with the date so that's how I know). I read her a few of the pages and showed her some of the pictures haha and told her the whole book kind of feels like a metaphor for the stuff we slogged and fought through for the past 9 years and that now I feel akin to the main character at the very end of the book when he goes back home feeling stronger and more determined with a big stick and says "my troubles are going to have trouble with ME!" She said she was really glad I had brought that book in, she hadn't seen it before. It was one of my two most favorite books as a little girl. That and "Becky Ann Visits Storybook Land". I read her that one way back during year 1 haha.