A gentle, rhythmic lullaby with a nifty genealogical hook. A baby named Madeleine is born; her mother works on a computer while she sleeps. When she's awake, it's playtime and bath time. When Maddie's mother was a child, her mama kept her up to watch men walk on the moon. When that mother was small, she planted a Victory garden with her mama, and so back in time Shough's first book goes, tracing the mothers back to Rachel, who was born in Virginia in the 18th century. These women are her own ancestors, but she describes them with such reassuring tenderness that their images become universal. The oil pastel illustrations have the blurred edges of memory, and make good use of varying perspectives. Children will enjoy watching the homely artifacts morph from computers and TVs to riverboats and horse buggies. And they will probably beg for memories of their own grandparents. As comforting as Nancy Tafuri's I Love You. Little One, this book is irresistible.