One of the motivations for Miles and I to quit footling around and take this trip was our little girls. Specifically, we'd better go quick, before my in-laws can't deal with the little darlings. Now, Gra-Maw is a tough cookie and she seems to be able to handle anything our small chaos demons can dish out. But why push our luck? Plus, getting a block of her time ain't easy. Barack Obama has more open spots on his calendar than my mother-in-law does.
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