No shit there he was.... it's one of those stories. Traveling down the highway in Tennessee, at 8:45 am, Nate was asleep on the couch of the RV (buckled in) and Scott was tired but full of coffee and ready...

When I was young (naive/immature/hadn't traveled), I assumed homeschooled kids were weirdos.  I'd only known 2 and they were being raised in the Jehovah's Witness religion.  They had a unique way about them.   I extrapolated that to all homeschoolers. To myself,...

Evie to me, “Why do people keep wanting to take my picture?”  Me, “No idea.  Maybe they like oddball looking people around here. ”  Eye roll, tongue out.  You'll thank me someday, Evie. When it was time to leave Lisa...