Harold Loves His Woolly Hat

Harold's woolly hat is indeed special. Made up of nine strokes of Vern Kousky's paintbrush, five red and four yellow, plus a little dab of blue at the teetering-over top, it's the kind of deliciously beautiful object that seems to have a life of its own, the kind that makes your own life more vivid just by having a place in it. The question becomes (after a crow snatches his hat away): what is Harold's life like without it? Is it still special? Is he still special? His story presents a sweet and mildly surprising answer, but really, the true delight of the book is that hat, bright and teetering on nearly every page. You can hardly blame the crow. (Ages 1 to 5)