A mom indulges her son's fantasy play while gently steering him toward bedtime in a raucous ode to imagination."Dinnertime!" calls Mommy. Well, dinosaurs don't* have dinnertimes! They eat whatever they like (gobble, crunch!), make a dreadful mess, and hate to take baths and wear pajamas (w...

A mom indulges her son's fantasy play while gently steering him toward bedtime in a raucous ode to imagination."Dinnertime!" calls Mommy. Well, dinosaurs don't* have dinnertimes! They eat whatever they like (gobble, crunch!), make a dreadful mess, and hate to take baths and wear pajamas (where would their tails go?). Dinosaurs are much too big to play nicely--they rampage and stomp around and knock things down! But maybe * they'd listen to a bedtime story, if it's ROARY. . . . With exuberant illustrations merging bedtime routines with a little boy's fantasy world--and showing Mom's role in both--this ode to dinosaurs, wild imaginations, and cleverly won bedtime snuggles is sure to get roars of approval from kids and parents alike.