Dear Z, As we were driving home from Pittsburgh, less than an hour into the trip, another car swerved in front of us and forced me to change lanes to avoid hitting him. What I didn’t see was another car nearby, fit snugly into my blind spot. Not knowing he was there, I ran into him. Hearing the crunch, I swung our car back to the right and regained our original position. The damaged car switched lanes too, slowed down,…
Dear Z, This weekend, we took our little 4 and a half month old on his longest trip yet – more than six times longer than anything else he’s experienced. On top of the general, always-lingering dread of new parents, the night before had given us some pre-trip anxiety after our little man tossed, turned, and squawked for the entire 5-minute trip to the grocery store. And yet, perhaps the greatest plot twist yet in our newly tenured position, we…