Wild Child

Lynn Plourde

Illustrated by Greg Couch



“Time for bed,” Mother Earth said

“Not for a while,” said her wild child. “A song, first. I need a song to play in my head before going to bed.”

So, Mother Earth gives her child (Autumn) a song; then a snack, then PJs and a kiss until finally her wild child Autumn is tucked sweetly under a blanket of snow. Of course, once Autumn is alseep, guess who wakes up?

This gorgeous book is one that will stay near to the hearts of both the adults who read it and the children who are treated to it. The light-filled paintings that illustrate the simple story line are a wonderful celebration of the changing season, and a warm, wonderful feast of love between mother and child. A book to share – a story to remember with love.

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