Spoon is feeling a little blue because he’s sure his friends have it a lot better than he does. Knife gets to cut and spread. Fork gets to go everywhere even to barbecues and probably never goes stir-crazy. The Chopsticks are exotic and cool. What spoon doesn’t know is that his friends are looking at him and thinking he’s the one with the great life. Knife wishes people could be silly around him like they can be around Spoon, and not always so careful. Spoon just seems to have more fun! Fork is jealous because spoon gets to measure stuff. And even Chopsticks are jealous that spoon gets to do things on his own.
Spoon’s mother finally convinces Spoon that he really is one lucky utensil.
Clever and cute book! Let me know if you’d like a copy.