This weekend finds us in Chicago visiting a Grandma Connie and Grandpa Charles. Clara often refers to them jointly as "Grandpa and Grandpa," and yet, interestingly, addresses them as Grandma Connie and Charles--just Charles. We drove to reach Grandpa and Grandpa Trump's which brought, as usual, all manner of interesting questions and observations. Clara asked why old people die, why we have night, and why we breathe.
Joe spotted two blue herons in one of the areas still flooded by this spring's heavy rains. He said that he had to tell Joe, his Bird's Eye View camp counselor. He then added, "I am not daring to let that out of my brain." When darkness fell, before he fell asleep, but perhaps after we'd established why we have night, he was trying to spot an owl.
Some families like to play the alphabet picnic game on long car trips, or the license plate game. Not this family! We tackle Big Life Questions and go owling as we roll along.
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