I love Beverly Cleary. Her books are pure gold. I got this book from the library to read to my girls, but Madelyn stole it from the book pile and read it herself. It tickled me so much to watch her engrossed in reading this book. It took me back to when I was eight years old, working my way through the Ramona books. I related to Ramona. I thought Beezus was a bossy big sister. Some of the antics Ramona pulled, I longed to do myself. I've always wanted to squirt out a whole tube of toothpaste into the sink. I still get that urge on occasion when I brush my teeth. Now, Madelyn's reading skills are quite up to this level, so there was quite a bit that she didn't catch. But she understood enough to want to know more. Ramona lives on to another generation!