I Ain't Gonna Paint No More!

Written to the familiar tune "It Ain't Gonna Rain No More," you cannot help but wonder what the young boy paints next!

This book is hilarious and SO cute. My partner and I genuinely enjoy reading it to our child.

My 23 months old loves this book. He laughs out loud every time and loves putting his hands on top of the girls hands and counting the toes

This is one of the funniest books ever! The tune makes it fun to read over and over. You gotta love David Catrow's illustrations. (huge fan of Catrow) My kids, 3 & 6 just giggle everytime we open it up. The ending is precious. This book is a must have for any kid's library. Fabulous gift!! I even make my friends read it. Too Fun and Funny!

As a kindergarten art teacher, I found this book to be fun, engaging and just plain goofy! The kids loved it,the illustrations are wonderful and it cured me of my inhibitions to sing in front of my students....I ain't gonna paint no more, no more.....but, of course, I am! And so are my students!

With this title a reader might think that very little painting will occur in this picture book; on the contrary, AIN'T GONNA PAINT is a riot of color, mostly all over the body of our unnamed protagonist. A wonderful rhyming read-aloud (or sing-aloud to the tune of "Ain't Gonna Rain No More"), the real treasure here is David Catrow's wonderful illustrations. The scrunchy-faced little boy runs the gamut of emotions from bath-time disgust to paint-time glee. And the dog is the most expressive companion since Max in "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas." This is a terrific read-aloud that kids in grades K-2 will love (especially the veiled reference to painting your...well, it rhymes with nut). 2006 ALA Notable Children's Book

Some folks think too small. If you're going to create a book in which a kid systematically paints every thing around him (living, inanimate, you name it) then you need a certain amount of pizzaz. A bit of whoopsie. A smidgen of hootenanny (recipe: a little bit of hoot, a whole lot of nanny). So let's take "I Ain't Gonna Paint No More". Author Karen Beaumont has rewritten that familiar old folksy ballad "Oh It Ain't Gonna Rain No More" and has reconfigured it into a wild whoopsy-laden affair involving paint here, paint there, and paint just about everywhere. Add into the mix the child-friendly anarchy of David Catrow and you've got yerself a book so jumpety and pleased with itself that anyone who dares criticize the poor grammar in the title should truly hang their heads in shame. Consarn it! The endpapers of this book are splattered in a couple coats of multi-colored goo. Fitting then that the first two-page spread shows our hero sitting behind a curtain with a tell-tale brush and pallet lying not too far away. His mother, colorless save a flush of blush at her cheeks and lips, views the room askance. Turn the page and her words are crystal clear. "YA AIN'T A-GONNA PAINT NO MORE!". The boy sits in a paint splattered tub, his arms crossed in thinly disguised fury. Across from him his dog sits patiently, regarding him. With that, mama has taken all the paints and storied them nice and neat on the topmost shelf of the hallway closet. Little does she know that her son has seen the hiding place, and a few well-placed hatboxes and bowling balls later, the set is back in his hands. The house is now all black and white, but you get the feeling that this is just the calm before the storm. The boy kneels reverently in front of his first can of paint. Say the words, "So I take some red and I paint my... HEAD!", and suddenly we've the exact same picture as that on the cover of the book except now the page is awash in reds, pinks, and some vibrant oranges. "Aw, what the heck! Gonna paint my... NECK!". Green with darker green triangles. The kid is nothing if not creative. The farther you go the more body parts are covered by the child until at last he says, "But I'm such a nut, gonna paint my-". Hold your fears, gentle parents. Mama has interrupted his excesses at last. So it's back into the tub he goes, arms crossed again, and a washcloth over his face. As a children's librarian I'm slow to embrace new readaloud picture books. If "Bark, George" isn't around then "Duck On a Bike" will be and I don't need anything else (harumph harump). This book, however, is a storytime dream come true. Can't sing the book cause you're tone deaf? Try chanting it ala Rex Harrison. Better still, you can really get the kids involved in the book if they're old enough for it. Have them guess which body part is next on the agenda. By the time you almost get to the painted butt (which is seen but not colorized) the kids will be dying with laughter

With stimulating colorful pictures, humor, and even a touch of poetry, can anyone wonder why my 3 1/2 year old daughter loves this book? The painted art gives us a great deal to talk about at bedtime and the comic imagery provokes more than just a few laughs. While the tale seems straight forward enough -- a mischievous boy who paints himself (and his dog!) there is far more going on here. Like the best of children's literature, "I Ain't Gonna Paint No More" operates on several levels so that there is always more to look at every time my child takes it from the shelf. In short, a real winner.