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.

This book is also available in French: Gudule a un bébé.

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!

This book is also available in French: Bébé attaque Gudule.

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...

This book is also available in French: La folle soirée de Gudule.

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 much space babies take up in life. Incredible! And not only in life, by the way... In the boot of the car, too. This year, when Daddy loaded the folding bed, the pram, the potty, the nappies, the toys and the changing mat of Mr. Gaston... I thought we wouldn't be able to fit in! And the holidays were just beginning!

This book is also available in French: Gudule part en vacances.