The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien
I finished reading The Hobbit aloud to my two boys a few nights ago. It was an experiment: was James, my five-year-old, old enough to follow along with a longer story, night-after-night? And it was a complete success: both David and James were eager for the next installment every night, and of course I enjoyed reading it myself, having last read it two years ago…when I was conducting the same experiment with David.
We’ve gone on to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, but that’s another review.