I went looking for other picture books illustrated by Joe Bluhm, and in that regard, I found one! The art was easily the best part. The narrative? Schmaltzy, cliched, felt less like an arc than an abrupt end, and I have concerns about Grandpa's grasp of reality. I think it was supposed to be about the power of imagination, the power to create stories and to change the world by creativity, but it lost me somewhere. 🤷🏼♂️