Eva leaned around the backseat and looked out the front windshield, watching other kids getting out at the carpool line. “Mom. No one else is dressed in pioneer clothes. I thought you said it was Laura Ingalls Wilder day today?” Eva stated. “It’s fine.” I nonchalantly added. Somewhat distracted, I said, “I am sure all the kids dressed up are inside. Go ahead and get out so you’re not late. Have a great day! Off she went, dressed in her […]
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