Wednesday, December 30, 2009

I'll love you forever

Love You Forever
by Robert Munsch


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:

I'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.




Ok, if you arent crying by now, please, check your pulse!!

Sniffle...


I just ordered this book on Monday and I had it mailed to my sons house..

Ive already told my daughter in law that it is for him to read as he may just think I sent a book to one of the grand ones.

We have a family business and things can get "complicated" at times. We have had our disagreements. Our trials. Our troubles..




But he is my one and only child.

I hope he calls me after he reads the book..


I'll love you forever and I'll like you for always.
Love,
Your mother

4 comments:

  1. There isnt' a comment that could be put as eloquently as your's.
    Your my hero.
    Sue B

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  2. One of my favorite books. I'm sure your son will appreciate it too.

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  3. Such a sweet post. And yes, I was tearing up. Darn it.
    If my Mom were still here I'd give her a big hug!!

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  4. Hi Melinda,
    Thanks for stopping by my blog.
    Your pictures and writing are beautiful!
    I hope he calls you as well! What a great book - I have a love/hate relationship with that book because I cannot read it (ever, ever) without crying. Not tearing up, mind you, but full-fledged CRYING!

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