I am so glad I have a little girl. I love my boys so much, but it is such pure delight to have a little girl to share those certain things with that little boys would scoff at.
Point in case: Anne of Green Gables. Since September, Claire and I have been faithfully reading together a chapter or two a week of this book. I had never read it until now, and I simply don’t know how I survived girlhood without it. Really, girlfriends, you MUST read this book. Not a single chapter passes without raucous laughter from Claire and I both. Anne has happily soliloquized her way into our deepest hearts, and the book has effortlessly skipped its way up to my top 10 favorite books list. Girls, go find a wonderfully weathered copy at your local used bookstore. Do it now! Or right after you finish reading this, anyway!
So Claire and I are coming to the end of our journey with young Anne “with an e” and I’d be pretty sad about that if there weren’t plenty of sequels to be relished in later!! But as for now, I’d really like a few recommendations of what exquisitely girly book I should buy next to read with her. Bring it on, ladies!!!
Indulge me as I leave you with one of my favorite passages from my newest beloved book:
“I really think I’d like to be a minister’s wife when I grow up, Marilla. A minister mightn’t mind my red hair because he wouldn’t be thinking of such worldly things. But then of course, one would have to be naturally good, and I’ll never be that, so I suppose there’s no use in thinking about it. Some people are naturally good, you know, and others are not. I’m one of the others. Mrs. Lynde says I’m full of original sin. No matter how hard I try to be good, I can never make such a success of it as those who are naturally good. It’s a good deal like geometry, I expect.”
(I laughed so hard at this that I had tears streaming down my face, and she had a giggle fit of her own from laughing at me. When I had finally calmed down, I dared to ask her to guess why I was laughing so hard. She gave me a sly little grin, and replied, “Because you’re like Anne?” Then I laughed a whole other 5 minutes. Oh, how the Lord has mercy on me!)