Monkey and I loved, loved, loved our Mother-Daughter Book Club. We loved it not just for the females that we got to spend time with, although that was the biggest part; We loved it because we were introduced to books we might never have found on our own.
The main library here in Nashville is starting up a book club that both Buster and Monkey will be able to go to, and that will be wonderful, but I’ll always remember our first foray into book clubs with much love.
For posterity, some of the books we might not have found, but that now we love:
The Girl Who Could Fly by Victoria Forester
Spoiler alert: When Bella Lovely was broken, I thought my heart would break, too.
Savvy by Ingrid Law
This deftly shares the message about loving yourself and your talents, wherever they lie.
Thanks to Monkey, I’ve read a whole host of Andrew Clements. I don’t think he was around when I was young, but I would have loved him then, and I adore him as an adult. The kids in his books are clever, creative, and driven. They represent people I want as role models for myself and our crew.
Eva Ibbotson is another author we’ve grown to love. Her books are more light-hearted, but still such a relaxing joy to read.
Books are one of my favorite things.
And these are some of our favorite people and memories: