Is there a sweeter book in all the world than this simple tale of “a little fur family / warm as toast / smaller than most” who live in a warm wooden tree? It’s hard to imagine one. Brown’s mixture of rhyming lines and rhythmic prose follows the fur child as he ventures out to explore the woods about him, returning home at the end of the day to be tucked in and serenaded with a sleepy-time song by his parents. It’s a perfect evocation of the security that children—and, if truth be told, parents—crave.
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