I forgot to share one other than that tickles me red.
Pippi! She has adventures. She lives alone at Ville Villakulla while sailor papa is off at sea. She has a monkey named Mr. Neilsen. Annika and Tommy are shocked and delighted by her hinjinks! Oh how I loved Pippi when I was little.
Ayla's just a little too young for the book. But I approve of the movies:
The girls are watching one right now.
Pippi reminds me of Mrs. Piggle Wiggle.
And Anne of Green Gables. And Ramona Quimby. And Beezus, of course. And Matilda. And Sophie from the BFG. And Laura and Mary and baby Carrie. And Sally J. Freedman (she stars as herself).
And I haven't met them myself, but I've heard Junie B. Jones and Cam Jansen are pretty great too. And there's the new girl from Inkheart. And Harriet the Spy has been around for ages, I just never ran into her.
But does anyone remember: Peanut Butter and Jilly? Girlish duo of my Scholastic book order obsession in about 4th grade? Amazon has all but forgotten them.
I love all those other gals. But the redheads steal my heart.
Anyway. It's cold here. There is snow on the ground. I am looking forward to the end of January. I can't wait to say it: "Goodbye, January". I think someone should write a song called that. I am looking forward to trying Cjane's heart and arrow shaped sugar cookies for Valentines day. Early on I told Mr. Vesuvius I wanted to see Avatar, but the reviews have changed my mind. Nine, meh. Sherlock, meh. January feels like a giant gaping space. How does one appreciate January? I sure don't know.
By watching Pippi and browsing through early reader favorites online, I suppose.
And by watching Beckett twirl her hair when she took Castle's arm. That was delightful. Did you see it?
Well. Now the natives grow restless and my shower window is all but vanished.
--Vesuvius at Home