Did you love me like that when I was little?"" So, once more, a sibling gets reassurance that she was wanted and cherished as much as her new baby brother. This is one of the more emotive, lyrical, natural-lifestyle versions of the setup, with the mother intoning, re little-girl-in-womb: ""You floated inside through the long spring and summer, sleeping and waking, kicking and turning and growing, always growing, until st last you had no more room to grow."" The text consists entirely of question-and-answer dialogue of that ilk--pretty well echoed, for better or worse, by the sweetly grave pencil drawings: in black, of the little girl, her mother, and the baby going to the pond to skate; in blue of when the little girl herself was small. Instead of the hushed awe this invokes, most youngsters would opt for the everyday doings of Mildred Pitts Walter's similarly intended My Mama Needs Me (p. 62, J-14).