THERE'S SOMETHING ODD ABOUT THE BABYSITTER

Can three raccoons in a trench coat be better at childcare than the boring and strict human babysitters Freddie has so far endured?

When his parents leave for the night, Freddie notices something strange about his new sitter. Three pairs of eyes gaze back at him as a trio of raccoons, standing on each other’s shoulders, struggle to stay concealed under a coat, scarf, and hat. Freddie’s suspicious, but “at least this sitter’s not boring,” he thinks as the “babysitter” helps him assemble a puzzle. Readers familiar with raccoon behavior will giggle as the creatures wash their hands (in Freddie’s dog’s bowl) before preparing dinner. Admittedly, they have terrible table manners, and dinner is literally garbage, but Freddie looks on the bright side: “At least this babysitter is not too strict.” After tactfully confirming that this is the raccoons’ first sitting job, Freddie proceeds to instruct them in the art of babysitting. They fling off their disguise, and all have a wonderful time, captured in Ledda’s witty, soft-hued cartoons—until Freddie’s parents return, none the wiser. Neither Freddie nor the droll narration mentions the word raccoon, but readers will know exactly what’s going on—and will feel proud at being in on the joke. Freddie and his parents are brown-skinned; a map of Puerto Rico offers a possible hint as to their heritage.

Read. Laugh. Repeat.