Minute Memory #4

Mom would read us books (usually a Disney story or a Value Tale) on the couch in the family room. However, allowing everyone to see the pictures was quite a feat. Mom would have the littlest on her lap with kids on each side leaning in and one or two laying over her shoulder across the back of the couch. Having become the reader, I now realize what a saint she was to allow herself to be regularly "pressed by the multitude."