I'm not sure how I missed reading Frances Hodgson Burnett's The Secret Garden when I was kid.
I stumbled upon it about a month ago and read it out loud (more for me and Rob, but Rachael seemed to like it) when we drove to North Carolina for Thanksgiving.
We didn't finish it, but liked what we read.Out of the blue, the other night Rachael decided to dress up like Mary.
Here she is, holding the book.
And then of course she needed to get her jump rope!
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