Can you see the disappointment on my face? Obviously not, but it’s there.
I think the Christmas break curbed the enthusiasm for our Mother/Daughter book group, considering we only had 3 moms/girls there tonight. Either that or it’s just one more thing families have to add to their already over-booked schedules.
In spite of our small number, the 3 girls that attended enjoyed themselves. Sarah, our book group leader prepared thoughtful, probing questions. They insisted the mothers not contribute, but it’s hard to sit quietly. I was hoping to talk about one of the themes – accepting people for who they are, but they were more concerned about falling in love with the Prince of Spain. That’s OK too.
I’m pushing forward with this endeavor – even if Daisy daughter and I are the last ones meeting. Because I think it's important and we are worth it.
Next book: Betsy and Tacy Go Downtown, by Maud Hart Lovelace