Just back from a trip to Gettysburg with Lindsay. We had a wonderful drive down, a great dinner in an historic tavern, and an...., hmmmm, how to describe it, an odd ghost tour of part of the town. Not really great! But we giggled, came home a slightly different way.. (repeat to self: "We're not lost.... we're having an adventure!" , finally found a Dunkin Donuts that was open, drove more, adventured a little more (!), then got home. Our time with our children is short, and my time with Lindsay will be changing soon as she moves to a different stage of life (more on that as time goes by). So many things to think over...... but not now. It's late, tomorrow is my day to deliver papers for Meredith, and I'm tired. So it's up to check blankets on little boys, change, and climb into bed.