When I was a kid I remember sitting on our rust-colored carpet as the sunlight filtered through lace curtains in the front bay window. The tape player sat on the floor under a table and I have memories of many happy hours laying on my stomach listening to tapes and reading along with the accompanying books.
The other day I unearthed from storage those same tapes and books, saved so carefully all these years. Such things are not even produced any more. I gave them to my daughter and set her up with a tape player. Luckily we have one still!
She was immediately enchanted. She played all of the "Stories That Live" and enjoyed the Bible stories as much as I did. There were some other tapes in the stack, a Sesame Street story and various others, including "Bullfrogs and Butterflies" and "Ants'hillvania" which my mom will remember as fondly as I do.
Just as I did, she loved being read to as she followed along in the book. The reading practice is so good, I have no idea why they don't make this kind of thing any more. It's rare to see a book with a CD along with it. I think we have one and it's Cars, of course.
Now the stories and songs fill my life again as Curly Miss and Little Mister enjoy them. I'm glad I saved them.