One morning Froggy wakes up and discovers snow–glorious snow! Of course he immediately wants to frolic outside, but his sleepy mother reminds him that frogs are supposed to sleep all winter. “Wake up when the snow melts,” she calls out from her cozy bed. But Froggy insists. So off he goes after putting on his socks–“zoop,” his boots–“zup,” his hat–“zat,” and his scarf–“zwit.” The playful sound effects are perfect for read-aloud merriment and the watercolor illustrations by Frank Remkiewicz (Horrible Harry) are comic-strip silly. As soon as Froggy gets outside his mother calls out to remind him to put on his pants. This, as any child knows, means laboriously pulling off all footwear. “Zwit, zat, zup, zut.” Then he forgets his coat and it’s more “zut, znap, zum.” And then–horror of horrors!–his mother yells out in front of all his animal playmates, “Froggy, your underwear!” (Which of course elicits giggles.) Ultimately, the on- and off-again dressing is too exhausting for Froggy and he winds up right back where he belongs. Good night, Froggy. For more adventures of Jonathan London’s Froggy, explore Froggy Goes to School, Froggy Learns to Swim, and Froggy’s First Kiss. (Ages 2 to 6) –Gail Hudson –This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Abundant onomatopoeia and dialogue betwen a young frog and his mother make this straightforward story a good choice for reading aloud. The rambunctious Froggy has more pressing pursuits on his mind than hibernating through the winter–“Snow! Snow! I want to play in the snow!” Accompanied by kid-pleasing sound effects (zoop! zup! zat!) he excitedly dons cold-weather gear and “flop flop flop”s outdoors. His mother, however, quickly points out that he has forgotten a few items; he returns to the house repeatedly for such essential apparel as pants, a shirt and a coat–and his long johns. (One memorable illustration has him tugging a red union suit up to his green chin.) The simplicity of London’s tale is amusingly complemented by Remkiewicz’s ( Greedy anna ; The Last Time I Saw Harris ) typically colorful, playful take on a frisky protagonist. Any youngster who has ever bundled up for wintertime play will surely laugh out loud over this addled amphibian’s constant undressing and dressing. Ages 2-6.
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