This post requires completely random back-story, so if you'll indulge me for a minute: We drink raw milk from a farm about 45 minutes north of us (we own shares in the herd). We pick up milk once a week, but since it's such a drive, we share the pick-up with three other families so that each family only has to drive up once a month. (By the way, if anyone else local is interested in getting raw milk and joining our driving co-op, shoot me an e-mail.) All of that to say, once a month on a Tuesday, I pack up everyone (and three large coolers) and spend an hour and a half in the car. Back in the fall, I decided we should use that time to listen to something enriching. After a very unfortunate audio version of some Curious George stories, however, I decided to forego audiobooks from the library until I could ask around and get recommendations. For lack of any further inspiration (or, more precisely, lack of ability to remember to get something new at any point other than Tue...
Life with five sons and one little lady, to the glory of God.