Mother cleaned high. Mother cleaned low. Mother cleaned the room for Joe.
Joe is delighted with his newly cleaned room. Now he can find all of the toys he wants to play with. But with so much space and so many great toys, which ones will he choose? His train? Or his planes? His racing cars? Or his rocket? As he pulls each from the closet and the toy box, his room grows messier and messier. So when Mother returns to his room, she discovers all of her hard work undone.
Readers will delight in Joe’s pure joy in rediscovering all of his favorite playthings, the brightly colored chaos that he leaves in his wake, and his earnest attempts to make it right and please his mother.
Joe is delighted with his newly cleaned room. Now he can find all of the toys he wants to play with. But with so much space and so many great toys, which ones will he choose? His train? Or his planes? His racing cars? Or his rocket? As he pulls each from the closet and the toy box, his room grows messier and messier. So when Mother returns to his room, she discovers all of her hard work undone.
Readers will delight in Joe’s pure joy in rediscovering all of his favorite playthings, the brightly colored chaos that he leaves in his wake, and his earnest attempts to make it right and please his mother.
