Bruce the bear is, simply put, a grouch. He doesn’t like sunny days or cute animals, and he hates most everything. The only thing he enjoys is eggs, and cooking them into fancy recipes he finds online. One day, while attempting such a meal, he goes out for more firewood, returning to discover his eggs destroyed… by the four baby goslings that have hatched from them. Worse yet, the goslings seem to think that Bruce is their mother! He will have to figure out what to do with these pesky babies – being “Mama” Bruce was definitely not on the menu.
This is one of the most fun books in JJ’s library to read, and it never fails to raise a chuckle out of us. Between Bruce’s comically sour disposition, the deadpan humor of the text, and the fantastic illustrations and visual gags in the art, it’s an immensely enjoyable read every time. I especially love the rather unexpected ending which, besides being hilarious, has a heartwarming lesson: family doesn’t always have to be genetic. The length is great, and JJ loves this one so much; we would recommend it to anyone who enjoys a good laugh with just a dash of tenderness. Baby Bookworm approved!