Yesterday I found myself reliving a piece of my childhood. My father was driving, my mother was in the front seat, and I was wedged in the back with my two sisters. Even though my sisters and I are now all in our forties, have seven kids between us, and my dad was actually driving my sister’s SUV, I couldn’t help but feel like I was 11. If we were in the old Volvo with a bag … [Read more...]