There was a time when all three of us could quote the entire text of The Little Golden Book Little Mommy from memory. When Caroline went through her baby doll phase, she wanted to read this book and look at the pictures all of the time. When I picked the book up off the shelf to write this post and started reading it aloud, David and I remembered much of it with only a little prompting.
Little Mommy begins:
This is my house and I am the mommy.
My children are Annabelle, Betsy, and Bonny.
And so begins the daily life of the little mommy through taking her children outside to play, doing the dishes, hanging the laundry out to dry, having a friend to tea, teaching her children the ABCs, making dinner, stories, bathtime, and songs at bedtime.
This is a sweet little book of traditional stay-at-home mommy life – caring for children, home, and hearth – seen through the eyes of the late 1960s when it was published. Daddy drives a car into the city to work. When one of the babies is sick, the doctor comes to the house. The little mommy wears a dress, tights, and shoes. It truly represents a different era and approach to family life which some people will appreciate and want to share with their children or grandchildren.