A monster looks for a snack.Preschooler Pete is playing cars in his bedroom when a purple-furred, horned, and snaggle-toothed monster peers through the window. Pete invites the monster to play, but the monster's intentions are made clear by the thought bubble hovering over his head: This monster wants to "EAT PETE!" Luckily for Pete, this monster is easily distracted and decides that "playing cars looked like fun." Pete and the monster cheerfully race cars, play pirates, and build with blocks together; each time they switch activities, the monster first thinks about eating Pete and then decides to play. But this doesn't last long: By the book's middle, the monster does in fact eat Pete, the act presaged by a moment when the monster's enormous, drooling face occupies the entire double-page spread just behind oblivious, smiling Pete. But after that? Playing alone is not so much fun. Rex smartly teases out the will-he, won't-he just long enough for readers to assume it'll never happen before shocking little ones with the deed. A happy ending awaits, but little readers will be briefly flabbergasted and quite giggly. Rex's clean-lined cartoons are beautifully paced, the monster looming over the round-headed white boy and then pulling back again and again before a nearly wordless spread in which the monster sits, satisfied, one hand on his tummy before his final change of heart.A silly and surprising picture book that will quickly join regular rotation. (Picture book. 2-4) Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

Where the Wild Things Are meets Pierre, with maybe a side helping of Monster in My Closet. The hairy, horned hulk that crawls in through Pete's window has just one idea in its head (see title). But, as young Pete has lots of toys, the notion gets repeatedly, though temporarily, shelved for exciting car races and pirate sword fights. Rex depicts this playdate in a set of neatly drawn scenes featuring a diminutive, Oshkosh-clad urchin who seems oblivious to his danger and a popeyed, peg-toothed, much larger playmate, both sporting (often, but not always, for the same reason) great big grins. Unfortunately, ideas can be stubborn things, and eventually down the hatch goes Pete. Fortunately for the family-friendly rating of this outing, he doesn't stay there; the monster soon discovers how lonely it is to play alone and spits the unchewed, if slobber covered, lad out. Young audiences will be gleefully swept in by the rising suspense, and many may find the cozy resolution more digestible than leaving Pete to a darker fate.--John Peters Copyright 2018 Booklist

The hairy, snaggletoothed, horned monster who appears at Pete's window isn't some misunderstood creature in search of a friend, the kind of character that's a fixture in so many children's books. Nope, this monster has one goal in mind: "EAT PETE!" Pete doesn't know that, though, and after greeting the monster as a new playmate, he comes up with lots of ways for the two to have fun. In fact, the monster has such a good time-racing and crashing toy cars, building with blocks, and playing pirates (the monster must walk the plank, and his expression of high melodrama is worthy of classic Hollywood)-that, while he gets dreamy-eyed and drools at the thought of eating Pete, he's able to delay gratification, at least for a little while. The story ends more conventionally than it begins: the monster apologizes; the two friends hug it out. But readers should enjoy this clever tale from Rex (Goodnight Goon) about impulse control and its surprisingly sympathetic monster. Ages 2-5. (Aug.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

A friendly-looking monster appears at Pete's window, and together they have a terrific time playing cars and pirates. All along, however, the monster really wants to "Eat Pete!" And so he does. But now the monster has no one to play with and spits out a saliva-covered Pete: "That was not very nice!" Digitally colored pencil illustrations enhance the silly story's humor. (c) Copyright 2019. The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.