Author: Anne Enright
Page Count/Review Word Count: 106
Considering this is literally about babies, a bunch of excerpts from Enright’s memoir, I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it much. I just don’t care about kids, unfortunately. Still, the good thing here is that Enright’s writing is pretty funny and she managed to take a subject that I’m not interested in and to make it kind of fascinating. I still don’t think I’ll be having kids any time soon, but it was interesting to read something that showed me a different way of looking at the world. So yeah!