Lulu has received the worst. News. EVER. She’s getting...a baby sister. No one ever asked HER opinion on this debacle. But she’ll tell you anyway, because she no how, no way, no thank you wants a sibling.
Undeterred, and to prepare Lulu for big sisterhood, her parents bribe—AHEM, ask—Lulu to attend Camp Sisterhood, a.k.a. big sister training camp. As a Sister-in-Training (SIT), Lulu is assigned a variety of temporary little “siblings” who are supposed to be so much fun Lulu will become excited to have a permanent sibling of her own. Well, no one ever said Camp Sisterhood was supposed to teach Lulu how to be a good big sister, so Lulu resolves to be a bad big sister. She insults her little siblings. She taunts them with secrets. She even tricks one of them into carrying both of their backpacks up a mountain!
Then some BITs (brothers-in-training) from the neighboring Camp Brotherhood start picking on Lulu’s siblings, and Lulu responds by doing her red-faced, steam-coming-out-of-her-ears thing and showing those BITs who’s boss! After all, Lulu’s siblings may be duds, but they’re her duds, and sisters have to stick together.
About the Author
Kevin Cornell’s secret spy headquarters are located in Philadelphia. He has successfully accomplished several thrilling missions, including illustrating Mustache! and Count The Monkeys by Mac Barnett, the Chicken Squad series by Doreen Cronin, and the Lulu series by Judith Viorst. Leave a coded message for him at KevSkinRug.com.
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Lulu Is Getting a Sister
It made no sense to Lulu that her mom and her dad were so happy about this baby. Why in the world would they need another child? And why would they want a girl, when they’ve already GOT a girl, namely Lulu, who totally had this girl-in-the-family thing covered?
And wasn’t her mom always hugging her and saying, in the mushiest tone of voice, “You are the greatest treasure of our life”?
And wasn’t her dad always hugging her and saying, with this little sob in his voice, “Nothing on earth brings your mother and me more joy”?
Not to mention all those times her mom and her dad had told her, “Our hearts are filled to the brim with love for you.”
So how come—if their hearts were filled to the brim—there was room left in their hearts for another kid?
Lulu didn’t bother asking that question. Instead, arms folded across her chest, and a glittery glare in her eyes, she icily said to her mom and her dad, “Maybe I won’t be talking to you anymore. Maybe I’ll go into my room and never come out. Maybe I’ll hold my breath and keep on holding and holding and holding it till I turn blue. Or maybe I’ll find a new mom and dad who’ll think that I’m so special that they’d never want or need another kid.”
“WE think you’re special!” said Lulu’s mom.
“Very!” said Lulu’s dad.
“Hah!” said Lulu. “Hah!” Then she stomped away.