Rhymes for Muddy Boots

Tobias Plum

Jump in. These poems send you straight into the biggest, splashiest puddle on the street, then teach you why clouds cry and what mud really is before your boots are even buckled. For curious kids ages four to seven who already own wellies and are not afraid to use them. Wilf Tanner reads like a friendly uncle who definitely still jumps in puddles himself, with a warm, muddy chuckle in every line and room for little listeners to shout the stomping parts right back at him.