Ballet Kitty, by Bernette Ford and Sam Williams - review

Oy. Last time we had the ballet kangaroo, and I already knew about the ballet javelina, the ballet mouse, the ballet boy and the other ballet boy. This better be good. Aaaand... ok, I'm just going to say it: It's not. It's a pure celebration of girly-girliness, complete with pouting and a tea party, and I just can't get behind it.