TUGGA-TUGGA TUGBOAT

Whatever it is, tugboats have it, some mojo that gives them an aura of joyfulness. Kirk’s tug is a good example of the breed. As the boat goes about its busyness, it gradually grows a big smile on its bow. “Scoot! Scoot! Toot! Toot!” Lewis’s text is simple and lively, the kind one could just as easily sing as read out loud, and it’s full of punchy rhymes: “Tugga-tugga tugboat. Bounce and bob and float, boat.” Crayon-bright colors spread sunshine all over the double-page spreads as the tugboat chugs along beside a giant tanker, sea gulls flying overhead. But somewhere there’s a slight shift in perspective, and little hints dropped in the illustrations—What are those big bars of soap doing on the wharf? What about the rubber ducky?—suggest that maybe this tugboat’s harbor is a bathtub. And sure enough, “Day is over. Moon shines bright.” It must be bedtime. A perfect ending to a perfect voyage. (Picture book. 2-5)