Today, a week before the ballet recital, was picture day at class. Fits were thrown, heels were dug in -- until Mama did a little tough love stance and "I-don't-wanna-wear-that-costume-cuz-it-itches" granddaughter capitulated.
See if you can figure out who granddaughter is. She's the one with the "itch fix."
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I was born a reader. My first real "grown-up" book came from a school book fair when I was in the fourth grade -- Little Women. I still have it, 58 years later. As I became acquainted with the March girls, I came to identify with one more than the others. It certainly wasn't shy, timid Beth or proper Meg. Amy's love of art resonated with me, but at last, because she loved literature and writing and because of her independent nature -- although often awkward and outspoken -- it was decidedly Jo.