Grandpa Bear boasts his grandcubs are angels, fast asleep and flawless, while oblivious to their pillow forts, jam jars, and midnight feasts. From tub tsunamis to tent topples, their "no trouble" tour de force tests his tidy trust till dawn's disarray demands a doting denouement. Taylor's twinkly tableaux tease Grindley's guileless glee, a bedtime banger on benevolent blindness and boundless bear bonds.
