Merry Christmas, Splat, by Rob Scotton, HarperCollins, 2009.
My six-year-old son finished the library reading program last week so he was allowed to pick out a book. Since it was the beginning of July, naturally he picked out a Christmas book. I couldn't really blame him, though, because Splat is so darn adorable.
I kind of really liked that Splat didn't have earn his Christmas present -- although he did try -- his family gave him a present because they loved him. I probably wouldn't have received too many Christmas presents either if they truly were given on the basis of merit.