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...

Right in the middle of necklace making, Jack took a bead that Evie wanted.  There were literally hundreds of the same beads at her finger tips.  She went full offensive.  She landed a fist on top of his head, a...

Evie is single-handedly bringing back a dying art... handwritten letters through the U.S. Postal service.  Our local post office is thrilled with the increase in production (and the spike in stamp purchases).  She's got her name down pretty well... and...