Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

Driving Miss Abby

I’ve been driving Abby to school ever since Riley was born. She’s got her own thoughts and questions about everything, many of which are too difficult to have conversations about.

Today in the car we were talking about the light snow that had fallen overnight. She asked what the “water shooting out” was. She had seen the snow from the hood of the car blow by her window. I tried to explain this to her, but she didn’t grasp a few of the concepts that seem simple to us adults.