Sorry if someone mentioned this already, but in our home one of our favorite books is Raymond Briggs' "The Snowman." It has no text, only pictures, and it's beautiful, charming, and moving. There's also a short film of it, which may be even better in the sense that it has really great, enchanting music wall to wall (there being no dialogue). Its animation is faithful to the original, and our daughter has loved it since she was one year old, as have we.
So recently I got the book, too, which she loved (she's two, now), but beware the ending in which the snowman melts. After blithely watching the video for a year, and reading it many times, one day when we got to the last page she burst into tears and got very angry ... she had finally understood impermanence and loss. -Fred
