Six years ago, I buckled my two-year-old daughter and four-year-old son in their carseats and started driving east. We were heading to Duluth so we could meet their brand new baby cousin. What ensued was a week of newborn snuggling, beach dates, kite flying, and the long drive back home, much of which occurred after dark with my two toddlers asleep in the back seat.Last Tuesday, less tha...
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