And was it really possible for anyone to ever know you better than you knew yourself, or (as I looked around my Kid Table comrades) should we all just be thankful for the rare true glimpses we actually get of each other? p.123I believe I am indebted to Amanda at the Zen Leaf for bringing this absolutely amazing book to my attention. And to the author, Andrea Seigel, for sending me a copy. I'm not sure how to express my love for this book. Because I really and truly loved it. There was just so much I related to and so much realness in this book.
I have a large family on both my parents' sides. But the side we spend the most time with is my father's. I have 10 cousins on my dad's side, making 12 with me and my sister. We are divided up into the Older Six and the Younger Six. The older ones are the ones who are much older than me; whose kids are closer to my age than my actual cousins. The younger ones are the ones closer in age to me. My best friend is my youngest first cousin. We are the ones who sat together all the time, who hung out on vacations. There was nothing so dramatic as what happens in this book, but I can completely relate to the whole idea of the Kid Table. I have my very own.
That being said, I completely loved Ingrid. Her wittiness, her need to make everyone love her, she is so great. She was so funny and there were quite a very laugh out loud moments in this book. I loved Cricket and even Brianne, the annoying cousin who I have a feeling that I am a lot like sometimes (B.S. in Psychology over here). The whole storyline about Brianne's boyfriend and Ingrid flirting felt very real. I liked the resolution for that and thought it was appropriate and hopeful though very dramatic which was fun.
I'm not sure I can express everything that this book said to me, especially without giving a lot of myself away. But it meant a lot to me and I think that might be enough.
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