This book is about my son. Bowden is Max. Of course I have to put this book in, but really, I love this book in a totally different way since Bowden became a wild thing himself.
He loves to have me read this to him, but he's a little afraid of the Wild Things. He's a quite sensitive boy sometimes, when he's not roaring at the birds in our bird feeder.
Everyone knows this book, so I won't say more about it.
Bowden likes the scene where the Wild Things and Max are hanging from the trees during their rumpus.
(HarperCollins Publishers, 1963)
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