I really dig this book.
Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson was originally published in 1955, and remains a classic today.
A true depiction of a child’s imagination, Harold and the Purple Crayon is the story of a little boy and the whimsicle adventure he creates with only a purple crayon in hand. From forests and dragons to hot air balloons and pies, Harold creatively (and cautiously) navigates through it all with his purple crayon – eventually finding his way home and snuggling into bed.
What I love most about this book is it brought out the sweet, kind-hearted side of my little boy Johnny. The first time I read this to him he didn’t say a word the entire time. Intrigued by the illustrations (understated and simplistic in nature), Johnny anxiously awaited the turn of each page to see what Harold would create next. At the end of the book, he said “I really like this book, can we read it again?”. The way he looked at me when he said this just melted my heart! Oh, the effect little boys can have on their mothers.