It turns out that Kafka is excellent read-aloud material. Who would have thought? The boys find it extremely funny. They especially like the description of the Statue of Liberty's sword and all those surrealistic details that make adult readers feel like they're caught in a bad dream, like losing one's luggage and getting lost in the endless winding corridors of an ocean liner and opening a closet and finding a strange man living there.
Reading Kafka to my children was not exactly what I expected to be doing yesterday, but family life is always a surprise.