Ramona recently let me know that she has never seen The Wizard of Oz.
What? And I call myself a good mother?
So, today while the older girls were out seeing a movie with friends, Ramona and I settled in for a home viewing of an old classic.
Before we got started, Ramona showed me her checklist of necessities:
All were present and accounted for. We had a marvelous afternoon. And when I was Ramona's age, I would have killed for her red glitter shoes.