Maybe I should be ashamed of this, but I still sometimes think about The Baby-Sitters Club, the iconic series by Ann M. Martin that pretty much defined my elementary school years. It comes up at the most random times, like when I take my wallet out of my purse and remember Stacey telling Kristy never to take her wallet out on the streets of New York in the New York, New York Super Special. Even just writing this, I've got the theme song to the "Baby-Sitters Club" Disney Channel TV show stuck in my head: "Say hello to your friends! (Baby-Sitters Club!) Say hello to the people who care!" OK, maybe I was a little obsessed.
So I've got to thank Pop Candy for pointing me to BSC Headquarters, where one similarly enraptured child of the '80s is blogging her way through a rereading of the series — which, if you were wondering, eventually clocked in at 131 installments, plus Super Specials, mysteries, and that kinda lame spinoff about Kristy's little sister. Granted, I'm a little late to the party (the blog's been up for a year and a half), but I've been having a blast reading through the archives. For more on why,
Posts chronicle all the hilarious outfit descriptions ("Jessi looked sensational, in an indigo blue unitard with a matching open-mesh oversized cardigan") and quirks of the series that I'd nearly forgotten. I mean, the summary introduction of the girls in every single chapter? The constant references to Dawn eating freak food because she was vegetarian? The brief attempt to get "acute" to mean "cool"?
Am I alone here? Anyone else feel like reminscing about the BSC with me?