I know, no one has time to read right now. If you are magically gifted half an hour, you could do worse than to read some classic Dave Barry in the form of The Shepherd, the Angel, and Walter the Christmas Miracle Dog. And if you’re celebrating another holiday, I’d still recommend it. You don’t have to believe in Jesus to find pageant hijinks funny.
Whatever you choose to celebrate this season, I hope you are able to do it with those you love, and that it brings you peace and light.
The Shepherd, the Angel, and Walter the Christmas Miracle Dog, Dave Barry
I reread this book every holiday season. Just over one hundred pages with a super large font and plenty of pictures, it’s the book I can get through with two kids hopped up on candy canes. It is nostalgically warm, funny, and silly. It’s in the same vein as the movie The Christmas Story but with less casual racism.
There are disobedient shepherds, literal bats in the belfry, red ants in the family car, and the dog is dying. The protagonist is fascinated by (and terrified of) girls, and the wry observations make me laugh even though I know they’re coming. Truly a testament to the idea that a book doesn’t have to be heavy to be enjoyable.