I. was. not. pleased.
So after tears, we got down to the book. In the interest of time (and because he was dripping wet after his swimming lesson--little brother was still doing his), he dictated his book to me and I wrote it down for later typing and illustrating. Despite the procrastination and whining, it turned out really funny. We test drove it by reading it to our resident kindergartner who laughed hysterically at it. Now whether he laughed in order to make his brother feel good or he really thought it was that funny is debatable. Of course, such sibling kindness as in the latter suggestion is generally in short measure here so perhaps he did think it was gut-splittingly funny. I actually think it's cute as can be, and yes, a little funny too.
Here's the book (just imagine the hand drawn illustrations as it's currently at school being graded so I can't scan it). All grammar and phrasing W.'s:
Peanuts Was Hungry
Peanuts the Elephant had a rather larger stomach that most elephants. And he was very, very hungry. At dinner he asked for fifth helpings of his mom's famous mashed potatoes with crickets.
His mom said, "Honey, we've already run out of it." So he said, "I'll just go over to Leo the Lion's and see what he's having for dinner."
When Peanuts got to Leo's, he found that they were eating grilled goat horns and boiled anteater tails. Peanuts helped himself to Leo's dinner. He ate everything on the table, including the tablecloth. Peanuts was still hungry so Leo said, "Let's go to Gary Giraffe's."
At Gary's house, they were having roasted ladybugs in a log and majorly muddy mud pies for dessert. Peanuts helped himself to Gary's dinner. He ate everything on the table, including his silverware. Peanuts was still hungry so he went to Terry Toucan's house.
At Terry's house, they were having fried, rotten bananas. Peanuts helped himself to Terry's dinner. He ate everything on the table, including the flowers in the centerpiece. Peanuts was still hungry so he went to Henry Hyena's house.
At Henry's house, they were having poached porcupine quills and pickled platypus feet. Peanuts helped himself to Henry's dinner. He ate everything on the table, including the table itself! Peanuts was finally full but he didn't feel so good.
Peanuts barfed all over everywhere. Peanuts was hungry again.
If my travelogues generally contain barfing incidents, why wouldn't my 11 (tomorrow!) year old son write a book with barf as the central joke?! And you should see the final illustration with Peanuts blowing his lunch out all over the entire page. Perfectly gross enough for a boy of any age.