Anyone who's ever interacted with a young child who's lost a favorite toy will immediately recognize this little boy and his single-mindedness in searching for his t-r-u-c-k.
The rhythmic, rhyming text works well, especially out loud, as long as readers realize "t-r-u-c-k" means to spell out the word letter by letter: "But all I want to do today / Is find my T-R-U-C-K!" Scratchy pencil-and-watercolor illustrations capture the chaos of a household with young kids and pets: Clothes overflow from dresser drawers, soap and scrub brush go flying when Tommy peeks behind the shower curtain and toys spill out of an overturned toy bin. Tommy's shoes are untied, and his hair sticks up; it's easy to imagine this kid losing track of his things. However, alert readers and listeners will notice clues to the real fate of Tommy's truck. On every spread, his mischievous dog is dashing away, something he has filched in his mouth: a pair of gardening gloves, a fuzzy pink slipper, a toy dinosaur and more. It's especially funny when Bowser races away with the cat in pursuit, the cat's toy in his mouth, while the cat chases him, knocking over the ladder to the treehouse and stranding Tommy.
Don't read this at bedtime; the boisterous energy here is aptly summed up in the final rhyme: "HOORAY! I FOUND MY T-R-U-C-K! / Come on, Bowser! Let's go play!" (Picture book. 3-6)