Norma Charles gave me (or my daughter, rather) a copy of Fuzzy Wuzzy a couple weeks ago. It’s an early chapter book about a curly-haired girl who is taunted by the rapping neighborhood bully.

That’s all I know of the story, because we haven’t gotten past chapter three. For some reason, both my son and daughter are fascinated by the bully, Mean Old Miley, and Ruby’s reactions to him. We’ve reread chapters one through three, again and again!

And yesterday, I happened upon my daughter pretending to be Ruby while my son hid in the “bushes,” waiting to jump out as Mean Old Miley. Not sure what Norma would make of this game…