My name is Gudule. Ever since my little brother Gaston was born, it's like Mom's brain went blank. All day long, she's stuck to him going: "Agueuh, reuh, gaaaah, geuh." So, to keep my brother from becoming an idiot... I decided to take matters into my own hands. "Little old man," I told him, "your fantastic big sister is going to teach you the important things in life. "

My name is Gudule. One day, at the pool, I noticed that Mom's belly was Mom's belly was all round. It was as if she had swallowed a little balloon. That evening, my parents told me that we were going to have a baby... But who is "we"? Is it me too? I never said I wanted a baby! I just wish I could make Mom and Dad understand that their best baby is me.

My name is Gudule. My little brother, I have to teach him everything. What a job! How to behave, how to eat, how to talk, but most of all how to lie down and sleep! The other day, for example, we had guests for dinner. I decided to show them my beautiful drawings, my flawless dictation from last year and my fantastic butterfly dance. But Gaston was determined to spoil my evening...

My name is Gudule and I have a little brother: Gaston. He's pretty cute. But not always. It depends on the day. In any case, he obeys me much less well than my parents. Sometimes he doesn't even want to play the games I've decided on. The other day, I put on my painting smock, the rubber gloves from the kitchen, the stereo headphones from the living room... "Yé malade, 'dule? asked Gaston. - But no, come on! You're the one who's sick! I'm Dr. Gudule! "

My name is Gudule. The other day, Mama decided that it was time for my little brother Gaston to be potty trained. She bought him a set of seven panties. She sat him on the potty and cooed to him: "Pee in the potty, okay, my Baby Treasure! " At the end of the day, Baby Treasure's potty was still empty and all the panties soaked... That's when I decided to I decided to give Gaston a second chance.

My name is Gudule And I have experienced something extraordinary. I had a baby. A real one! He is my little brother, his name is Gaston. When I knew he was going to be born, I was a little scared. But in my heart, I knew that this baby would make me happy. I was going to feed him, raise him. But when he came home, he was just sleeping. Until the day he woke up. Then our life changed!

My name is Gudule. My parents work a lot. Together, my dad, my mom and me, we have a baby: it's my little brother, Gaston. The only problem with Gaston is that he would like to do everything like me. The other day I had a great idea. With Gaston, we were going to prepare the dinner for our parents! But with Gaston in the kitchen, nothing happens as planned...

My name is Gudule. Lately, my parents have decided to give me a hard time, it seems. The other night, they went to the opera! All by themselves! Leaving me and my little brother with a babysitter! A girl we had never seen before! My friends at school warned me: Beware of babysitters... I can tell you that I'm going to keep an eye on her, the babysitter!

For my birthday, I got a hamster: Albert. I love him madly. The problem is that Gaston, my little brother, always wants to take care of him. Gaston does anything with my hamster. Albert risks his life. So I took my piggy bank and I decided to buy another animal to Gaston without imagining that this story of babies was going to lead to so many silly things!

My name is Gudule. I love my little brother, Gaston. He is so cute. Especially when he sleeps. But as soon as he wakes up, watch out! The other day, I would have liked Gaston to sleep all day because we had a party at home... in honor of me and my birthday. But, despite all my precautions, I quickly realized that my birthday would not go at all as planned.

My name is Gudule. The other day, Mom bought a tree as tall as three umbrellas at least. I love Christmas trees. They smell good, they look good, and best of all... ...it's a sign that I'm gonna get presents. That day, I hadn't hung two strings of lights that my little brother came to disturb me: "What, Santa Claus? Who, Santa Claus?" Oh, those babies, you have to explain everything to them!

My name is Gudule and I have a baby. His name is Gaston, he is my little brother. I don't know if you've noticed how important babies are in our lives. Incredible! And not only in life, by the way... In the trunk of the car, too. This year, when Daddy loaded up the folding bed, the stroller, the potty, the diapers, the toys and Mr. Gaston's changing mat... I thought we wouldn't be able to fit in! And the holidays were just beginning!