I like to be just like Mommy. When I go to drink her coffee, she says, Oh My, Oh No! Coffee is yucky! And when I surprise her with a cake, she says, Oh My, Oh No! There’s flour all over the kitchen! Mommy and I don’t always see eye to eye. But when I go to hug her and she smiles, I know that Mommy loves me. And that’s the most important thing of all.
The perspective of a little girl cleverly points out some of the idiosyncrocies with parents’ behavior from a littler point a view. While I didn’t love the way the mother is portrayed, but maybe that’s just because it cuts a little close to home. The illustrations are beautiful.