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Mama Llama must find a way to get Llama Llama to share.

At first, he thinks sharing is pretty fun, but when Nelly Gnu takes his favorite stuffed animal, he begins to think otherwise and ends up ripping the arm off. Mama Llama tells Llama Llama that he needs to share. Llama Llama's new friend Nelly Gnu comes to play at Llama Llama's house. or to anyone who needs a little encouragement to share. Highly recommended to fans of the series. This is yet another wonderful book about the little llama and his family and friends. It's just there, in the background, waiting to be absorbed as you read the cute story. There's a lesson here (as there is in most of the Llama Llama storybooks), and I love that it's not preachy.

Unlike the last Llama Llama book I read, the posthumously published Llama Llama Loves to Read, this one captures the soul of the characters through the wonderful illustrations and bouncy rhymes. Eventually, he learns that sharing isn't so bad, and he and Nelly have lots of fun playing together. Mama fixes Fuzzy Llama, but she sets him aside until Llama Llama is ready to share. A tug-o-war ensues, and poor Fuzzy Llama gets his arm ripped off! It's a "llama-mergency"! That's all fine, really, until he sees Nelly playing with Fuzzy Llama (his little doll that he takes everywhere). When Nelly Gnu comes over for a playdate, Llama is forced to share his toys. This adorable story in rhyme is about sharing. Now this is the Llama Llama I know and love. This one is great for PreK and Kinder classrooms addressing the issue of sharing. The mamas are wise, though, and soon little llama learns that sharing isn't so bad. (Get it? She's the GNU girl!? Good one.) He really doesn't mind sharing some of his toys, but his favorite stuffed llama? No way, buddy, and let the trouble begin. Llama Llama is wary of the new girl, Nelly Gnu. It's sweet, it's honest, and even though the littles are llamas they are exactly like human littles.

This book is exactly what you'd expect from Dewdney's Llama Llama line. Maybe I'll just print up my own certificate and mail it to her with a crown and a sash. I would declare her Meter Princess if I could. She's always faithful to it and I love her for that. I don't have to stop at various points and think, "Wait.how do I have to say this so the meter is right?" That's because Anna Dewdney gets meter. She doesn't try to leave a syllable out or cram an extra one into a line to make it fit. Okay, here's the thing I really love about Anna Dewdney.