The Happy Moments book project is an illustrated picture book of poetry and prose for kids and parents to enjoy together. The book will be a reminder that a fantastic life is really a string of small moments that become dear to us. It will remind adults (and teach kids) that spending time together and nurturing meaningful connections with each other is what life is all about.
People from all walks of life will contribute stories of happy moments they experienced as children that are not typically told. This book will teach children how to focus on everyday happy moments as a way of coping with challenges or disappointment. This book will broaden children’s views of the world and create a sense of empathy that will stay with them into adulthood.
And as advocates for literacy, we don't want our project to just end with a great book. We want our book to make a difference in the lives of children who may not have the same opportunities to develop literacy skills as other children do, which is why we plan to donate copies of our book to Project Night Night along with a reading guide that will help parents know how to best use the book to instill a love of reading in children, no matter their age or reading level.
If you would like to share a short, happy moment or memory from your childhood to be considered for inclusion in the Happy Moments Project, please use the form below to submit your experience. If you would rather be contacted by phone so you can share your experience verbally, please include your preferred contact phone number. See below for example submissions.
Don M. Winn, age 5
The Button Box—My grandmother had a large tin full of all kinds of buttons, every shape, size and color you could imagine. Whenever I’d visit my grandmother, I loved playing with the buttons. I would place several buttons on a string and then I would twist it so I could make it spin…one direction and then the other. It would entertain me for hours. By the time I was finished playing, I had buttons all over the living room.
Elizabeth, age 6
Making Biscuits with Grandma—When I was old enough to stay with my Grandma and Grandpa, Grandma would let me help her in the kitchen, and that usually meant making biscuits or teacakes. I loved-LOVED-the feel of squishing dough between my fingers. She would give me a chunk of dough and I would work it and work it and work it until it was positively gray and stiff. Then—wonder of wonders—it was time to put it in the oven. When we took our baked goodies out of the oven, I would proudly present my now-nicely-browned piece of hardtack to my loving Grandpa, who would eat it every time with a smile, and say, "Mmmm, that's good, baby."