I hate to brag, okay…in this case, I love to brag… I got an advanced copy of Meg Cabot’s latest book in the Allie Finkle series. I love Allie. I really do. She’s the coolest nine year old I’ve ever seen. Did I mention she reminds me of me? Okay, so she doesn’t because she’s way cooler, but whatever.
This is the third book in the series and I would’ve read it straight through last night, but my husband kept tossing the covers back to glare at me for laughing while he was trying to sleep. My friend Alix has been banned from reading Meg Cabot in bed for this exact reason. It’s not OUR fault Meg is so funny! Anyway, I do think you should get this book (and the two before them) for some nine year old you know and that you should very carefully, without bending the pages back, read them yourselves first.
The coolest thing is that my copy came with an Allie Finkle bookmark. On one side it says: Allie’s Rules and they are
1.You can never make a second first impression.
2. Licorice is gross.
3. Treat your friends the way you’d want them to treat you.
Sage advice, I think (except I sort of like licorice).
On the back of the bookmark is a place to write your own name in and write your own three rules. I have filled mine in.
1. No yelling unless the house is on fire.
2. Don’t tell other people what to do.
3. The wife is always right.