To my husband, Sid, thank you for your endless, endless support of my writing career, from reading my very first, very badly written manuscript to encouraging me to finally quit my day job. From celebrating my successes to letting me talk in circles during the challenging times. And a special, extra huge thank-you for cheerfully wrangling the monsters when I’m on a deadline.
To the Brusoski/Wiesner family, it takes a village to raise children, and apparently to write books, too. Thank you for the unflagging support you’ve given me in both of these ventures.