If I didn't know better, I would think they were intending to write something about the "entitlement generation." Because, seriously, that's what this turns out to be. "I can't decide who is the best! Everybody gets a prize!"

Their friends would as bored hearing the story as I was reading it. Their friends wouldn't care.

How big is Bear Country, anyway? They took a fricking road trip around it in another book, complete with their own version of Mount Rushmore and Niagara Falls, and now they've got the Official Skate Park in somebody's cow pasture.

This would be more interesting than a list of bullet points than a book.

It's cute, it's funny, and it's as engaging as an alphabet book can be for an adult.

If you did find that kind of thing, you certainly wouldn't let an entire family traipse through the middle of your dig!

Papa Bear, to his credit, realizes that he's done something wrong before it's pointed out to him by Sister Bear, so he's able to take her criticism well.

Seriously, I never really thought about the universe of Thomas the Tank Engine until I read this book.