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That “Other Stuff” We Learn from Books…

  Recently, my four kids and I were on a forty-five minute jaunt up to my sister's place for a visit. It had been a peaceful trip -- no arguing about what music to play, no incessant poking, no -- I'm not whining!  You just did.  No, I didn't, and so on.  It was one of those moments where I was perfectly happy… Continue reading That “Other Stuff” We Learn from Books…