Preachy and earnest, this didactic ode to mothers limps completely off the chosen path.
Baby lambs mature under the protective care of their mamas. Little animals find comfort in the “sweet sound of her voice” as they happily drink her milk. The pointed comparisons between young children and lambs are tiresome from the beginning. “Just like baby girls and boys, little lambs need to be kept safe.” Occasional factual tidbits are clumsily inserted. Generalizations abound (the lambs “love to find new adventures”), without any action to spice up the saccharine message. A forced enthusiasm does nothing to communicate genuine excitement. “They are so happy to drink the milk, their tails wave high in the air!” There's no variation in the idyllic spring settings; cloyingly sweet, loving babes nuzzle and cuddle as birds and bunnies hover nearby.Put this one out to pasture and don't look back. (Board book. 18 mos.-3)