If you have a little dino lover, you might want to check out Harry and the Bucketful of Dinosaurs — an endearing book about the eponymous boy and the box of toy dinosaurs that he discovered in his grandma’s attic, with a lost-and-found story arc.
Readers who are familiar with the Toys series by Emily Jenkins and Paul O. Zelinsky, will be pleased to know that the three wacky toy characters — “a curious stuffed buffalo, a sensitive plush stingray and a book-loving rubber ball” — now star in their first standalone picture book. But you needn’t have read the other books in order to enjoy this sweet, quirky story about the curious toys venturing out of the house and learning about — as well as having fun with — snow for the very first time.
When a train packed with toys and food for children becomes stranded on the wrong side of the mountain, the toys onboard try to get help from passing trains like the Shiny New Engine and the Big Strong Engine — to no avail.
With the proliferation of the Marvel/DC Comics-produced movies and cartoons, various forms of character merchandising, and most importantly, peer influence, you can’t blame a kid for aspiring to be a superhero too. But even superheroes have rules to follow, and who better to guide them than the awesome twosome of Lava Boy and Captain Magma?
There’s something tragically ironic about toys that are abandoned, à la in the Toy Story trilogy; or, worse, left unplayed on the shelf like Corduroy, who is (initially) deemed damaged goods. Like Corduroy, the eponymous doll in this story suffers the same fate, but for the opposite reason: she’s a collectible vintage doll who is considered too valuable to be played with by children, and thus sits in the window of an antique shop all day.
Knuffle Bunny and us go way back — I read the first book to my son when he was just two years old. Somehow, I didn’t get around to reading Knuffle Bunny Free — the last in the trilogy (I skipped the second book because I didn’t really like the story, though I’ll probably read it to them eventually) — to him until recently, a whopping three years later. I also took the chance to introduce the first Knuffle Bunny book to my daughter, and unsurprisingly, both books were a big hit with them.
I think it’s really sweet to see a child develop an attachment to a favourite stuffed toy. After all, the imaginative play that often ensues offers him or her an invaluable taste of what friendship entails and what it can offer. And if there’s one book that sums up this special relationship, then Turtle and Me would be it.
Blessed are the toys — or paper dolls, as the case may be — who have little girls (or boys) who play with them and bring them on adventures, and this is the story of one such little girl’s paperdoll chain, whose names are Ticky, Tacky, Jackie the Backie (so named because her back is, quirkily, permanently turned), Jim with two noses, and Jo with the bow. Then again, you could say that the good fortune is mutual since these imaginary adventures are fun for all.
A paper-doll princess is blown away by the wind before she is given hair by the little girl who created her. After a series of misadventures, she meets a kind jay who takes pity on her and helps her to make her way back to where — and whom — she belongs.
Somewhere in the world, there’s a thirsty kangaroo stranded in the desert, a frantic bee in a wilting garden, a muddy pig who yearns for a bath, a distressed baboon trapped in a forest fire and a fish in a rapidly shrinking pond. Thankfully, they all know just who to call for help with their water-related emergencies: three unlikely heroes in their shiny white steed, The Flying Bath!