So, I wrote this book. Then I tried to figure out how to help spread the word (because that’s the biggest fear, right? That we’re all just typing into the echo chamber of our own mind). And then my husband says, “Socks.” And then he gets this devilish gleam in his eye and says slowly, “Sock. Puppet. THEATER!”   We’ll table that last bit for a moment. First, let me introduce you to Rosie’s...