"Science may not allow humans to float on clouds like inner tubes, or sky surf on a jet-powered cumulus, but this book's paean to the imagination will transport readers easily, believably, up to Armstong's cottony retreat. (Picture book. 5-8)"
When his mother suggests he ``go build something,'' Armstrong constructs a ladder to the clouds, and as the numbered clouds pass bysix, seven, eighthe lassos the ninth as his personal refuge in the sky.
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