Little Trixie goes to the Laundromat with her father. She delights in helping him load the machines and is having a great time. On the way home though, she notices something is missing. her Knuffle Bunny. She tries to tell her father, but as is the case with most parents, he doesn’t speak ‘baby.’
By the time the two get home both daughter and father are terribly frustrated. Trixie because her stuffed bunny is missing, Father because he doesn’t understand why she is upset. Mother, however, has a better understanding of Trixie’s language.
The family rushes back to the Laundromat. Whew, Knuffle Bunny is still there. “Aggle Flaggle Klabble!” Trixie squeals.
I remember the torment my little brother went through when one of his favorite toys was lost. Unfortunately for him, there was no happy ending. We never did find his little stuffed bear. For a child it’s like losing a best friend.
I loved the innovative use of black and white photographs and cartoon-like drawings. In fact, there are enough clues in the photos that, if you want, you can track down the exact location of the story in New York City.
Knuffle Bunny by Mo Willems, Winner of the Caldecott Honor Award in 2005.