Pinkalicious

By Anonymous -

My favorite childhood book is Pinkalicious by Victoria Kann and Elizabeth Kann . It is my favorite book because every time I would read it I would always want a cupcake. Another reason It was my favorite childhood book because it was pink and sparkly and I loved to carry it around with me.  Whenever I wanted to read it I always had my mom read it to me.  Afterwards I would always make her bake cupcakes for me. Every time I ate a cupcake ,What ever cupcake color it was I thought I would turn that color in the morning.  These are some reasons why Pinkalicious was my favorite childhood book.
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  1. AnonymousSeptember 20, 2017 at 12:25 PM

    I found your blog something that I can personally relate too. It's very funny how a book can cause the same effect to many people. Have you read any of the other books?

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  2. Bonni SolomonSeptember 20, 2017 at 12:26 PM

    My daughter Mimi LOVED all of these books! Such sweet stories and message.

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