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Susie at Three

 In the "Ramona Quimby" books, Ramona copes with existential horror; she is wearing a costume, for Halloween, and she entertains the thought that *no one* in her world might recognize her. If no one sees her as Ramona, then who is she?

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  1. KathyMay 16, 2024 at 1:49 PM

    So, I know that the point of your entry isn't about the Kellogg book, but considering my "babies" are 29 and 23, I was half weepy at the memory of that lovely book! At the time when your child is young, it's impossibly hard to imagine them so far ahead, and at this point, it's shocking to me that they've become adults! Anyway, thanks for the flash of cozy evenings (and mornings and afternoons) reading that to them!

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    1. AnonymousMay 17, 2024 at 8:27 AM

      Thank you for sending! I love that book. His illustrations are wonderful and he clearly has fun with the story. I'm so happy to hear I could inspire a flashback -- thank you for letting me know. :-)

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