This weekend my mom brought over a box of books that had been hiding in her garage since the dawn of time. Or maybe from when I was a little girl.
I was so excited to see these treasures.

Antonio has been picking out books from the box for bedtime stories.
Tonight we read Frosty The Snowman.
When we were finished, we noticed that it was dated from when she gave it to me.
Christmas 1978.
Antonio was in awe at how old the book was.

Then he says, "Man, I sure like old fashioned things"