The day Mom didn’t get dressed and went on strike, Dad called her “a Wild Thing” and Mom said “Cook your own dinner” and stomped off upstairs to have a bath . . .

In this hilarious, touching homage to Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are, a worn-out mom finds herself floating across time and space to the place where the Wild Moms are. Dazzled by her party tricks, they crown her Queen of the Wild Moms and try to entice her to join their conga . . . But Mom has just remembered who she loves best of all . . .