This simple, oddball little tale captures the essence of the way a kid's mind works. Young Bob opens a crowded closet, and a cardboard box lands on his head, a box he becomes quite fond of. After punching two holes in the box for eyes, he wears it on his head and dubs himself Boxman. His mother cuts a mouth, his sister provides hair and rosy cheeks, and the rest of the family all add to Boxman's visage. But they become a little worried about Bob's insistence on his new persona, so they all don boxes, too. That's it for Bob; he's no longer interested in being Boxman, though he does save his head for another day. The pithy text comes to life in Hale's slap-dash watercolors, dabbed with spots of bright color. Fun for larger collections.