"At the museum, kids were calling me The Nose," said Stink, tapping his right nostril. "I found out today that I can smell stuff really, really great, better than anybody in my whole class. Sophie says I smell better than a dog."
"I should hope so!" said Mom. Mom and Judy cracked up.
"Woof!" said Stink.
"And here I thought you just had a nose for trouble," said Mom.
"Laugh all you want," said Stink. "But this nose could make me
"My elbow’s famous," said Judy, holding up the elbow that once
starred in a picture in the newspaper.
"No, I mean it. When I grow up, I’m going to do something great
with this nose," said Stink. "You can’t waste a nose like this." He
admired himself in the mirror, turning his head from left to right and
studying The Nose, his best feature.
Excerpted from Stink and the World's Worst Super-Stinky Sneakers (Book #3) by Megan McDonald. Copyright © 2007 by Megan McDonald. Excerpted by permission of Candlewick, a division of Random House LLC. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.