Evie put our day into perspective with a little ditty she made up all by herself this evening.  I wish I could convey the difference in the 2 voices she used, but I'll leave it at this - the first...

The Question Driving down an isolated stretch of Rt 2 in North Dakota Evie said from the back, “Mommy, why are we always leaving people behind?”  I could hear the sadness in her voice. Scott held his breath.   Heavy.  A lot rode...

Understandably, we field a lot of questions these days.  I get it, we're weirdos.  No issue (and generally I get a kick out of them).  There's one that comes up consistently in almost every conversation.  Based on my uncanny powers...