Dylan, my mom, and I went to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Roderick Rules after Dylan finished the book. I prepare my mom for the stupidity of middle school humor, but I didn't anticipate Fregley, the red-head ventriloquist who made the viewing extra special for all of us. To be honest, I could spend many hours in this world of wimpy wonder because it makes for a wonderful narrative. You can't help but love the dorkiness of misfits and how they make sense of their positions in the world. It is hysterical and I'm glad I went. If you haven't read the series, you should. They are quick, funny, and accurate to the age. It's a throwback to go into the mind of youth.
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