The Complete 8-Book Ramona Collection: Beezus and Ramona, Ramona the Pest, Ramona the Brave, Ramona and Her Father, Ramona and Her Mother, Ramona Quimby, Age 8, Ramona Forever, Ramona's World

by Beverly Cleary

After a thoughtful moment, Mrs. Quimby spoke. “So am I tired of being sensible all the time.” Both sisters were surprised, Ramona most of all. Mothers were supposed to be sensible. That was what mothers were for. Mrs. Quimby continued. “Once in a while I would like to do something that isn’t sensible.” “Like what?” asked Beezus. “Oh—I don’t know.” Mrs. Quimby looked at the breakfast dishes in the sink and at the rain spattering against the windows. “Sit on a cushion in the sunshine, I guess, and blow the fluff off dandelions.” Beezus looked as if she did not quite believe her mother. “Weeds don’t bloom this time of year,” she pointed out. Ramona felt suddenly close to her mother and a little shy. “I would like to sit on a cushion and blow dandelion fluff with you,” she confided, thinking what fun it would be, just the two of them, sitting in warm sunshine, blowing on the yellow blossoms, sending dandelion down dancing off into the sunlight. She leaned against her mother, who put her arm around her and gave her a little hug. Ramona twitched her nose with pleasure.