Quotes About Family

Are you there God? It's me, Margaret. I'm going to temple today—with Grandma. It's a holiday. I guess you know that. Well, my father thinks it's a mistake and my mother thinks the whole idea is crazy, but I'm going anyway. I'm sure this will help me decide what to be. I've never been inside a temple or a church. I'll look for you God.

Especially since my mother says Grandma is too much of an influence on me.

I shoved back my chair and raced around the table, ready to destroy him. "Grandma . . ." Fudge cried. "Heeelp . . . !

But I am the greatest sister in the history of the world.

Do you think just having a baby automatically makes you love it?' 'I'm not sure... you might have to learn to love it, like any other person.

And then, from the other room, we could hear Fudge singing himself to sleep. "M-a-i-n-e spells Maine. F-u-d-g-e spells Fudgie. P-e-t-e-r spells Pee-tah. B-e-e-r spells whiskey.

After drinking eight cups in a row, then walking home from school, then waiting for the elevator, then digging out my key and unlocking the door to our apartment, then dashing down the hall to the bathroom, I really had to pee. I mean, really. But Fudge was already in there, sitting on the toilet, turning the pages of Arthur the Anteater.

Are you there God? It's me, Margaret. My father's had an awful accident. Please help him God. He's really very kind and nice. Even though he doesn't know you the way I do, he's a good father. And he needs his hand God. So please, please let him be all right. I'll do anything you say if you help him. Thank you God.

One night my father came home from the office all excited. He told us Mr. and Mrs. Yarby were coming to New York. He's the president of the Juicy-O company. He

Roses are red Violets are blue I am your brother And you are mine, too.

Before the end of the week, Fudge asked the big question. "How did the baby get inside you, Mommy?" So

Then get rid of Tootsie," Fudge said. "I'm sick of her. She's no fun." "Someday she'll be fun.

It was after 9:00 P.M. by the time we got home. Tootsie was asleep in Dad's arms. Henry met us at the door to our building. "Mrs. H . . ." he said.

Fudge. If I decided not to eat they'd probably never even notice!

yellow chrysanthemums but my mother said they

Aunt Diana shoved the baby at the Great One.

How many times had Rusty reminded Miri, You're my only child. You're my life. So when it comes to doing stupid things, don't. Because I couldn't stand it if I lost you. Do you understand?

my father. "Oh, it's so quaint," she said. "Isn't it quaint

He couldn't help himself. He loved us, Francie, more than anything

How many times had Rusty reminded Miri, You're my only child. You're my life. So when it comes to doing stupid things, don't. Because I couldn't stand it if I lost you. Do you understand? Now Miri thought she understood. There was a burden to being the only child.

That night after supper, Jimmy and I used up a whole jar of Noxzema. We had sunburned faces, necks and ears. Our ears hurt more than anything. "Why didn't you use suntan lotion?" Mom asked. "I never burn," Jimmy said. "Famous last words," Grandma said.

You have to admit it's embarrassing that she's pregnant at thirty-three. And he's eleven years older. I feel sorry for their baby. Think of it—when the baby is our age your mother will be almost fifty and my father will be sixty. They'll be more like grandparents than parents.

Thith ith too nautheating for wordth!" Libby said, grabbing Jake and running back into the house.

Nobody ever worries about me the way they worry about Fudge. If I decided not to eat they'd probably never even notice!