This is less a picture book for fans of prehistoric creatures and more a title for parents frustrated by the bad manners of their children who happen to love dinosaurs. (And, of course, a lot of children do.) It follows a redheaded boy as he scares his friends, grabs his sister’s toy, and is generally insufferable to everyone around him, rationalizing his behavior as “Dinosaurs don’t ask, ‘May I please play with you?’ They say, ‘GRIBBER, GRABBER, GLOBBER, SLOBBER!’” His lightbulb moment comes on a solitary swing set when he realizes that “Speaking Dinosaur is fun, but it’s kind of lonely sometimes. I wish I had some other dinosaurs to talk to.” Thus converted to cordiality, he employs some well-placed please’s and thank-you’s, and everything turns out happily. The hazy pen, ink, and watercolor illustrations on white backgrounds depict the eventually polite protagonist and his multicultural playmates imaginatively morphing between dinosaur costumes and “real” dinosaurs. This book could come in handy for those who don’t mind a lot of didacticism with their dinosaurs (or vice versa). Preschool-Kindergarten. --Andrew Medlar
From the Author
I hope kids out there enjoy this book as much as I do.
The rough antics of dinosaurs are the perfect metaphor for kids' well-meaning, but still unpolished actions. I think there's something we can all learn by speaking Dinosaur.