ALL OF THE FACTORS OF WHY I LOVE TRACTORS

A boy’s love of tractors knows no bounds.

Little, bespectacled Frankie McGee proudly informs readers in rhyming verse that instead of the park, Frankie and Mom are bound for the library, which is presided over by blue-haired Miss Squid. To Mom’s chagrin, Frankie has eyes only for yet another tractor book, and her child is only too happy to enumerate their charms. As Frankie does, Løvlie presents drivers in a diverse range of races and genders, all gunning their tractors through mud or up steep hills. When Mom tries diverting Frankie’s attention to alternative modes of transportation, Frankie is uninterested. Her protestations are quashed by Miss Squid, who assures Frankie, “Well, you know yourself best. / When you want something different, just come and find me. / A kid who likes books is a nice thing to see.” As Frankie tells Mom, “I like books—that’s what matters. Not what they’re about.” Caregivers of similarly tunnel-visioned offspring will identify closely with Mom’s objections to more of the same, and those children will be happy to receive Miss Squid’s support. For fellow tractor lovers, Frankie’s systematic explanation of everything from their interchangeable parts to their brands will legitimize their love. Løvlie’s art exemplifies a halcyon world of tractors coupled with an idyllic children’s library filled with nooks, bright light, and a loving librarian. Characters present White. (This book was reviewed digitally with 9.5-by-19-inch double-page spreads viewed at 33.5% of actual size.)

A stirring defense of a child’s right to like—and read—what they like.