A reminiscence about the charms of snow: the narrator, a rabbit, fondly recalls the childhood excitement that came with the first snow each year. The rabbit would wait with brother Max for the flakes to appear in the sky before engaging in all the usual antics of a snowy day, and then return home to drink hot chocolate. The language is plain and the tone even, but the text is not without pretty moments (``Max liked to measure out the six spoonfuls of cocoa. `One, two, three, four, five, six,' he'd count.'') The illustrations are cut-paper collage: simple shapes on simple backgrounds. The paper figures are only roughly glued down, giving them the shadowy dimensionality of a quaint stage set. Wallace's first book is almost too wispy, but a sweet wisp at that. (Picture book. 3-6)
