I'm a bit wistful on this one because I love it when kids' imaginary friends come to real life, but ultimately this is a bit too much weird wish fulfillment (little davie or whatever is king for a day when his dinosaur wins the pet race and gives all the other kids rides!), when we should be teaching our children to care about more than whether they get to be the best and most important. And it calls books "windows" (as in, of the imagination) in this weirdly casual way, like that's the new word for books. ( )