Written in an era when people still put the apostrophe before "phone" when shortening it because it was such an unfamiliar word, this is the start of a series about an adorable little girl who is good except for when she accidentally isn't and it's just adorably written. I loved this series growing up and I plan on reading them to my own children. This is my first time reading this particular book, but so many of the experiences were in MY childhood--baking with mama, dressing up my dolls and tea parties, having it be explained to me that little girls don't call daddies by their first names, Thanksgiving cooking--even the snow ice cream! I remember the taste to this day. Words can't express how many memories this brought back to me, I almost cried. Even getting into mischief sometimes--I played with the cement in our new driveway, and Honey Bunch painted the porch steps!