“Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus!” is pure toddler-crack—like espresso for 4-year-olds (but legal, and frowns less from librarians). Mo Willems godsmashed bedtime rules with this one. Plot? No. It’s 40 pages of a bird having a full tantrum (NFT artists: take notes). The bus driver peace’s out in the first line (“sorry kid, rules are rules”), leaving YOU holding a bus key… and a pigeon dripping Mel Robbins-level persuasion (“Heyyy, I bet your mom lets you drive dinosaur submarines!“).

Why it slaps parents awake at 2 AM:
🚌 Kid-Power Trip: Toddlers finally get to yell “NO!” at someone else’s bad choices (justice tastes like goldfish crackers).
🚆 Art Hack: Willems’ scraggly lines somehow make a bird’s eyebrow cut you with sass (New Yorker cartoonists weep softly).
🚎 Therapy Bonus: It’s basically “Boundaries for Tiny Dictators: The Board Book.”

Glaring Omissions (because humanity’s messy):
☑️ Zero facts about actual pigeons (do they even have drivers’ licenses?)
☑️ The pigeon’s very concerning obsession with heavy machinery
☑️ Willems definitely wrote this after a single 5-hour flight with toddlers