As a child, I lived on a remote island and spent a lot of time criss-crossing a windswept channel in a tiny ragtop speedboat, waves crashing all around and splashing me with ocean spray. So, understan
In my house, the call to bedtime also signals the arrival of My Son the Lawyer, an expert negotiator able to extract every scrap of available read-aloud time—that is, when he isn’t tossing all of his
