These are the sickest pictures I have ever seen! My wife says I would earn huge points if I were to send this book to my mom as a gift.
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that book creeps me out every. time. i. read. it.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that book! Yes, send it to your mom. I gave it to my mom years ago and she cried a river.
ReplyDeleteyep, sick!
ReplyDeleteI hate that book.
ReplyDeleteWe have it, and I refuse to read it.
eww!
ReplyDeleteWhat book is this? The illiterate rockstar mus know what to stay away from.
ReplyDelete"Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch
ReplyDeleteNorman Bates' guide to life.
ReplyDeletehaha kids books are generally a bit strange!
ReplyDeleteBring back the fantastic five and everything cartoon magazine's!
Mr. Munsch said that he wrote this book after two of his own children were born dead. I always thought the illustrator meant the pictures more as caricatures. Sometime take a second look.
ReplyDeleteReally?
ReplyDeleteThat is such a precious book to me. I think it is beautiful. And it makes my cry. Maybe I am sick? I dunno.
Why have I never seen this book and it brings Mrs. Rockstar to tears ... did I miss something important in my life by not reading it? Honey, will it make me cry like The Notebook ... Or that Adam Sandler movie .. Click?
ReplyDeleteWTTRS do we even live on the same street?
Yes, it will make you cry honey. It is a book my Mom loves too. It is about a mother and son.
ReplyDeleteYou know I love you Zombie and I will even defend you on the whole pope fiasco, but this book is not sick. It is beautiful.
A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:
ReplyDeleteI'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"
But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!
But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!
But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always...
But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be.
When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
Okay.... I admit... the lady crawling in a window of her grown son's house to rock him IS a LITTLE creepy.