Kristy's Great Idea Quotes

“Sheep are in.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“I hoped that Mary Anne, Claudia, Stacey, and I - the Baby Sitters Club - would stay together for a long time.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“I remembered that Stacey was wearing a matching top and skirt made of gray sweatshirt material with big yellow number tens all over it. Her hair was pinned back with clips shaped like rainbows. Little silver whistles were dangling from her ears. It was all very cool, but it seemed kind of young looking. And she was drinking a glass of milk.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“You really haven’t lived until a dog has stepped on your face. I”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“And that was how the Baby-Sitters Club officially began.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“I wonder why her family wanted to leave there to come here.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“Okay, when you get married, Kristy, you’ll be my stepsister, and Charlie, you’ll be my biggest stepbrother…. How old are you anyway?” “Guess,” said Charlie. “Thirty-five?” That broke Charlie up. “Thirty-five! That’s practically over”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“Need a baby-sitter?
Save time! Call:
THE BABY SITTERS CLUB
555-3231”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“permission”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“slowly”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“No …” “Did you see her crushing toadstools or stirring things in a cauldron?” “No …” “Then how do you know she cast a spell?” asked Mary Anne triumphantly. “She’s a witch. She can do anything she w—hey!” shrieked Karen, pointing. Mary Anne’s stomach flip-flopped. She immediately looked over at Mrs. Porter’s yard, sure she was going to see the old”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“Mary Anne’s”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“Her second best friend is her computer.”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea

“Really, Kristy, a sweater with snowflakes and snowmen on it? You look like a four-year-old.” “Well, you’ve got sheep barrettes in your hair,” I yelled. “You think they’re adult?” “Sheep,” Claudia informed me witheringly, “are in.” “Who cares?”
― Ann M. Martin, Kristy's Great Idea