The painted illustrations in When God Created My Toes are beautiful and the rhymes sweet. The family in the book appear to be multi-racial, perhaps Asian, which I found to be a welcome departure from the white faces that are standard in much children's media. The young dad with the hipster-looking glasses was fresh type, too.
The book is appropriate for very young preschoolers. There is no narrative and the pictures are simple. The family's home is also simple, which I appreciated. The rhymes reinforce the idea that God created each of us, and the little girl imagines God delighting in creating each part of her:
When God created my handIt does entertain the apocryphal idea that children originate in heaven, which I found a little off-putting. I probably wouldn't purchase a copy myself, but my kids are enjoying it. It is a sweet little story that reminds kids that they are fearfully and wonderfully made by a creative God who loves them.
Did my fingers snap?
Did he help me clap?
Did we cheer for angel bands when God created my hands?
I received a copy from from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group but was not otherwise compensated for this review.