Books like Zin! Zin! Zin! a Violin
By Lloyd Moss
For the kid who bangs on pots, counts everything in sight, or just perked up at the sound of a trumpet, this one turns counting up an orchestra into its own kind of music. Bouncy, musical, and building toward a joyful crescendo.
A family of kids and babies fills the house with jazz — humming, drumming, tapping piano keys, and swaying to a beat that carries them all the way to sleep.
A young inventor imagines the ultimate car — complete with a snack bar, a swimming pool, and a robot chauffeur named Robert — then takes it out for a wild test drive with his dad.
A bright, rhyming romp through a day in the life of birds — from the rooster's dawn crow to the owl's nighttime call — inviting little ones to cheep and tweet along.
A young boy builds a whole traffic world out of everyday objects — records, shoe boxes, crayons, dandelions — and sends cars, helicopters, and fire engines zooming through it.
A boy walks home from school and imagines wilder and wilder sights on Mulberry Street, building a story fantastic enough to tell his father.
A group of Maasai children sets out across the grasslands of Tanzania, counting animals from one to ten — a leopard, ostriches, giraffes — as they journey through the wild.
A collection of poems rides the rails through every kind of train imaginable — bullet, sleeper, underground, zoo — celebrating the sound, speed, and grit of train travel one poem at a time.
A student gets stuck with a science curse after his teacher claims poetry is everywhere in science, and suddenly every rhyme in his head turns into a poem about amoebas, black holes, or the food chain.
A rhyming romp through everything that counts as a house — anthills, dog kennels, corn husks, pea pods — and eventually the surprising idea that a shoe, a mirror, even a word, might have a house too.
Two pouncy kittens named Brush and Hush mix buckets of paint trying to make green, splashing their way into pink, orange, and purple instead.
Four tiny books in one: alligators march through the alphabet, a boy named Johnny counts his ever-growing pile of visitors, a boy named Pierre refuses to care about anything, and a hungry someone eats chicken soup with rice in every month of the year.
The numbers 1 through 100 race each other up an apple tree in a rhyming chant, piling higher and higher until bumblebees threaten trouble at the top.
