Joshua Stein · 10/25/07 01:35PM

In 1972, Judith Viorst wrote about her son Alexander's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. For those here who are under 30, the book was a favorite. (Though the old people here understand that Lizard Music is the most important book for young people ever.) Twenty-six years later, Alex is a lawyer, runs triathlons, has three kids and just moved back to his mom's house in D.C. She's writing a book about it, Alexander and the Wonderful, Marvelous, Excellent, Terrific Ninety Days; the Times describes it as a "nonfiction diary for grown-ups that recounts the story of that tumultuous visit." Judith Viorst comes across as hilariously ambivalent about her son. Needless to say, the feeling is mutual. [NYT]