As a child I never much liked the Cat in the Hat, he just took way too much license with those nice kids, but it wasn't until I had kids of my own that my eyes were opened to the madness that occasionally calls children's books home. While the reasons for my new found discomfort with Hop on Pop might be readily apparent, there are far darker visions lurking in the webbed corners of our social strata, waiting to disturb our tender youth.
Mollie just mentioned one in another conversation, Love You Forever, for ages 4-8, about an obsessive mother that is still sneaking into bed with her son when he has moved away and has a home of his own.
A Sisyphus family example is Rainbow Fish, for ages 1-3, about a colorful fish that allows other fish to pull his scales off in hopes of being liked. Each of the little Sisyphuses rejected this book in their own, special way.
So here is the deal. Nominate a book below or "like" the nomination(s) you agree top all of the others. The title(s) with the most likes at the end are the creepiest children's books ever. The only rule is nothing written before 1900. The moderns simply would be outgunned by the original Brothers Grimm, for example.
I'll count up and declare a "winner" in 24 hours.