Read as part of Amphigorey Too. A bit disturbing (I know, it's Gorey). I'm okay with his alphabetical book with disquieting death upon disquieting death, despite their being children (it's all in fun), but here in this story it seemed mean-spirited to pick on the baby. If I were it, I'd cut up the carpet and make unpleasant sounds too. Instead of sympathizing with those who had to cope with the baby, I identified with the baby. We all like an underdog, right? So this didn't sit quite right.
Nonetheless, he accomplished exactly what he set out to do ... it's just not entirely my taste.
(Note: I'm a writer, so I suffer when I offer fewer than five stars. But these aren't ratings of quality, they're a subjective account of how much I liked the book: 5* = an unalloyed pleasure from start to finish, 4* = enjoyed it, 3* = readable but not thrilling, 2* = disappointing, and 1* = hated it.)