As a lover of children’s literature, I believe that NO age is too old to enjoy and appreciate children’s books, even, or especially, picture books. Here’s why. I originally expected to teach primary students when I became a reading specialist, but I was placed in an intermediate level building, teaching fifth and sixth grade struggling readers. By that time, my love affair with children’s literature was in the bewitching period, so I began to enthusiastically share the picture books I was encountering as I visited my favorite children’s bookstore on Saturday mornings. (See my previous post: Falling in Love …with Children’s Literature) Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening (by Robert Frost, illustrated by Susan Jeffers) was the first book I shared with my students, and Hiawatha (by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, illustrated, again, by Susan Jeffers) was the second. I suppose they were a fallback to my previous life as an English teacher, but I loved these picture books, and so did my struggling, high-poverty students. With children, loving books can be contagious, if you show enough love! When I heard that the famous Met...