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You wanted to be one of them (probably Kristy, let’s be honest) when you were growing up, and now they’re about to be introduced to a whole new generation of kids.

That’s right, 90s-kids-turned-mothers: The Baby-Sitters Club is coming to Netflix! 

Excuse me while I dig through my Caboodle for my best scrunchie and pull out my Lisa Frank Trapper Keeper to clear my schedule. 

And it won’t be long before we’ll be able to binge-watch the entire first season—Netflix has set July 3rd as the series launch date!

The streaming service also released a trailer that brings back all the ’90s feels (can you even stand seeing that clear telephone again?! It’s like I’m right back in 1995!). 

When I was a kid, I devoured every story about Kristy, Mary Anne, Dawn, Stacey, and Claudia I could get my hands on from the school library. Every single one. The beloved Ann M. Martin series made me want to move to Stoneybrook, Connecticut and join the girls as they cornered the market on babysitting and being the all-around coolest BFFs. 

And, as nostalgic serendipity would have it, my 10-year-old daughter just wrote her first book report based on one of the original installments (there have been newer graphic novels of the same name, but by a different author, released in recent years), Kristy’s Big Day. 

The series’ original author will be involved in the live-action adaptation, too. Ann M. Martin will serve as a producer for the 10-episode series.

In a press release from Netflix, Martin said spoke of her excitement about the project. “I’m amazed that there are so many passionate fans of ​The Baby-Sitters Club​ after all these years, and I’m honored to continue to hear from readers — now grown, who have become writers, editors, teachers, librarians, filmmakers — who say that they see a reflection of themselves in the characters of Kristy and her friends. So I’m very excited about the forthcoming series on Netflix, which I hope will inspire a new generation of readers and leaders everywhere,” Martin said.

Alicia Silverstone and Mark Feuerstein are set to play “doting parents” in the series, along with a cast of some newcomers.

Something tells me my tween daughter and I will be just one set of thousands of mother-daughter pairs who will be eagerly awaiting its debut come July.

What a time to be alive!

Carolyn Moore

Carolyn has served as Editor-in-Chief of Her View From Home since 2017. A long time ago, she worked in local TV news and fell in love with telling stories—something she feels grateful to help women do every day at HVFH. She lives in flyover country with her husband and five kids but is really meant to be by the ocean with a good book and a McDonald's fountain Coke. 

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