I’ve decided that for my own sanity I’m going to resist (as much as possible) the big wooden picture books. I’m getting really tired of looking for the number 3 that is ALWAYS hiding behind big bird’s tail. ALWAYS. So now I’m going to turn off all the lights in the room, except for one reading light pointed over my shoulder, have all the girls lying down in one bed, and I’m going to read them stories that are well written and engaging for all of us.