A review by amsi_maria
Die Penderwicks by Jeanne Birdsall

5.0

damn, this book. i read this first in like 2014 i think and i still love it so so much.

reading this book feels like a warm, sunny summer breeze sweeping over you while you‘re laying on a picnic blanket on the green grass, the head blissfully empty, just pure happiness. the kind of true happiness you only realize how precious was after thinking about it a few days, months or even years later.

i hold the penderwick family very close to my heart, i love the dynamic between the sisters, their dad, oh, the love between the father and his children, and of course hound.

jeffrey fits perfectly into the dynamics and adds more warmth to the family.

the book itself (and the other two after this one, the last two books not so much) is a big hug, a reminder of how joyful youth was, though the problems one had back then were equally important as the problems you have right now.

i can’t describe it differently than a ray of sunshine, a fuzzy feeling in my chest, a happy smile on my lips.