Stanley in his present condition. Mount Rushmoreâs elevation is 5,725 feet, for one thing. And weâll be traveling by automobile along the scenic highways at a fairly high velocity.â
Here Mrs. Lambchop interrupted her husband with a chuckle. âNot too high a velocity, of course,â she said.
Mr. Lambchop smiled at his wifeâs joke. Both she and Mr. Lambchop were always careful to obey local speed limits. âStill,â he said, âwe did feel it would be wise to check with you.â
âItâs a good thing you did. More people should be concerned about the effects of travel on the body. The human being is a very complex organism. Even we doctors, with our extensive knowledge, donât completely understand it.â
âOh, dear,â Mrs. Lambchop said anxiously. âWill it be all right for Stanley to come with us?â
âOf course!â said Doctor Dan. âI canât think of any reason why not!â
GO!
The next day, after a hearty breakfast, the Lambchop family began to pack the car for their big trip. In went the tent, four sleeping bags, and the rest of the camping gear. In went the suitcases, the cameras, and coolers. Arthur came out with his arms fullâhis authentic cowboy saddle, his authentic cowboy harmonica, and his authentic cowboy lasso.
âOh, dear,â Mrs. Lambchop murmured, surveying the overstuffed car. âThere doesnât seem to be much room for the boys!â
âPlaying cowboys is for little kids,â Stanley said. âNow that Iâve been in the newspaper, Iâm too grown-up for that sort of thing. I think Arthur should leave all that stuff behind.â
Arthur glared at his brother. âStanley can ride on the roof,â he suggested.
Mr. Lambchop considered this. âWell, if we lash him down securely . . .â
âI think not,â decided Mrs. Lambchop. âWe will be pointing out many sights along the way. I donât want Stanley to miss them.â
And so both boys squeezed into the backseat with much grumbling, and the family set out.
Along the way, the Lambchops did indeed come upon many wondrous sights: inspiring cityscapes, fields of bountiful crops, and numerous glories of nature.
âWe should all be grateful to have good eyesight as we travel through this great land of ours,â Mr. Lambchop noted. The rest of the Lambchops agreed they were very fortunate indeed.
Every time they crossed into a new state, the family recited its motto and sang its song. They played License Plate Bingo and I Spy, and the hours passed fairly quickly. Nonetheless, everyone was delighted to arrive at the gates of Mount Rushmore State Park. The boys craned their heads out the windows to gaze up at the sixty-foot-tall faces carved in the mountain, while Mr. Lambchop paid the admission fees. And as soon as the car was parked, they sprang out.
âIâm all crumpled!â Stanley groused, trying to smooth himself out.
âWell, Iâm practically flattened!â complained Arthur.
âBoys, hurry along,â said Mrs. Lambchop. âWeâre just in time to catch the last tour group.â
About the Authors and Illustrator
JEFF BROWN created the beloved character of Flat Stanley as a bedtime story for his sons. He has written other outrageous books about the Lambchop family, including Flat Stanley, Stanley and the Magic Lamp, Invisible Stanley, Stanleyâs Christmas Adventure, Stanley in Space, and Stanley, Flat Again! You can learn more about Jeff Brown and Flat Stanley at www.flatstanleybooks.com.
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JOSH GREENHUT once mailed Flat Stanley, in costume, to a Halloween party 300 miles away. He is now married to the woman who hosted the party, and they live in Toronto with their two children.
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MACKY PAMINTUAN is an accomplished illustrator. He lives in the Philippines with his wife, Aymone; their baby girl, Alison; and their pet Westie, Winter.
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