This is one of those books.  Read it again!  Again?  Again!

Max was their alter ego I think.  We would roar! And gnash!  And roll our eyes along with the Wild Things.

Seeing the cover makes me smile.

Pretend play and acting out characters in books were a part of childhood.

Sweet memories indeed.

When the movie trailer came out both my adult sons were excited to see it; we planned to go together.  One thing or another got in the way of us going to the theater; I haven’t ever seen the movie and I’m not sure they have either.  Somehow a movie version might steal or change the memory of this book.

Thank you Maurice Sendak for your willingness to step outside the box of conventional children’s books.

This book will forever be a glimpse of childhood for my sons and a very sweet set of memories for this Momma.