The Joys of Ramona
The weeone has lost her ever-loving mind. She has. She’s seven, thinks she knows best and OBVIOUSLY doesn’t. Why, you ask? She is rejecting one of my all-time favorite book characters. She’s proclaimed her as “uncool” and “not fun”. Whatever. What do you know…you’re 7 and haven’t even begun to discover the joys of Ramona, the things she does and says, not to mention all the other Beverly Cleary books. And for the record, you little worm, you’re just like her…..trouble, all around. Is that the problem? Did we hit a bit too close to home?
How can you possibly not be interested in a book where Ramona eats one bite of an apple, tosses it aside and then does the same to another? If that’s not good enough, when she confesses to her mother that she was bad….they end up making APPLESAUCE!!! Hello? Best. mother.ever.written. Who wouldn’t want to read about a mom like that????
What’s next? Will she proclaim Judy Blume to be lame? If so, she needs to find a new home because that’s just sacrilege in this house. Heavens. Whatever am I raising here?