Ann Likes Red!
When I was a wee lass — two or three, probably — I loved Ann Likes Red, by Dorothy Z. Seymour. It’s a simple little story, but I love it because it’s about a little girl who knows what she likes, and the grown-ups don’t try to talk her out of her red outfit. “Ann likes red. Red red red!” became a catchphrase in our family!
Sorry about the audio quality. I forgot to turn off my oxygen concentrator. Oops. :)
Now I’ve typed the word “red” so often that it looks strange and meaningless. Isn’t it funny when that happens?
Oh — I bought this copy from abebooks.com for under $20. Abebooks is a treasure trove!