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This edition published in 2002.
Copyright © 1997 by Lisa McCourt Reprinted
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Reprinted by permission of BridgeWater Books.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication
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McCourt, Lisa.
I love you, Stinky Face I written by Lisa McCourt;
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illustrated by Cyd Moore.
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Summary: A mother and child discuss how the mother's love would remain constant
even ir her child were a stmky skunk, scary ape, or bug-eating green alien.
ISBN 0-8167-4392-4
[I. Mother and child-Fiction.
2. Animals-Fiction.]
I. Moore, (yd. ill. II. nne.
Pll.M13745If
1997
[E)-dc21
97-10017
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my wonderful
child," said Mama as she tucked me In.
But) had a question.
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"If you were a
big, scary ape,
I would comb
your whole
hairy self to
make sure you
didn't have
any tangles.
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"And 1 would make
your birthday cake
out of bananas,
and
1 would tell you,
'I love
you, my
big, scary ape.'"
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"Then I would
you a bath
and sprinkle you
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"And if you still
smelled bad ,
Iwouldn't mind ,
and I would hug
you tight and
whisper in
,!y,?ur ear, 'I love you,
,
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Stinky Face.'"
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"Then I would
buy you a bigger
toothbrush
for
your big teeth and
make sure that you
brushed
them every
night so they'd
stay healthy
and strong.
"And if you had
a sore throat,
1 would stick
my
head right inside
your enormous
jaws to make sure
you were okay,
and 1 would say,
'I love you,
my
ferocious alligator.'"
"Then I would give
you plenty of meat
to eat, if that is what
you liked. And
would sew your
sheets
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back together
every day, because,
after all, ripping
them would be
an accident.
"And 1 would tuck
you
into your
newly mended
sheets every
night and say,
'I love you,
my
sweet, terrible
din 0 saur .'"