If your bookshelf needs a fresh fairy tale with a sunglasses-and-sneakers vibe, Goldi Rocks and the Three Bears delivers (Think less “Once upon a time,” more “Hit it, Goldi!”). Author Stacy McAnulty—who’s kind of a genius at cranking classics up to eleven (see also: Earth! My First 4.54 Billion Years)—gives Goldilocks electric energy.

This Goldi struts straight off a band poster: ripped jeans, microphone in hand, ready to riff. When she discovers the Bears’ cabin, she doesn’t just snoop—she turns it into a stadium. Book’s packed with little winks for music lovers (that bass drum suspiciously resembles Ringo’s kit… just saying). The Bears’ shocked expressions when they find their studio trashed? Priceless.

Down to the practical details, it’s a preschooler’s dream. Rhymes? ✅ Easy shout-along lines? ✅ A subtle moral about permission (because no rock star should go full diva with someone else’s axe)? Unexpected but ✅. Worried it’s too… loud? Nah—the art’s chaotic in the best way (kudos to illustrator someone’s name here, I missed it, oops).

Pair this with Petey the Pitbull for another rebel-with-a-heart tale or McAnulty’s Brainniard if science beats rock for your kiddo. Shelf verdict? ”Just right”—no Goldi burns promised.