. . . is all the colors of the race."" Adoff sings in free happy cadences about his own family of man: there's a white daddy (""Am dad am daddy dingbat da and kiss me pa. . . My face gets tomato red when i puff and yell you into bed""), a black mommy (""with mighty hugs and hairbrush mornings catching curls""), even ""granny white and grandma black/kissing both your cheeks and hugging back/ sitting by the window telling stories of ago"" -- and two frisky kids who obviously like it that way. McCully's warm, blooming pictures are a further reminder of the ways in which happy families are all alike.