We took a risk this week and asked the kids what things they are most frightened about spending 365 days with us in hotels and cars.
"Today my blog is about what's the scariest thing about being with my family twenty-four seven. My answer to that is that they're going to interrupt me a lot, and trust me it's not fun when they interrupt me. Because they don't even say sorry, that's kind of sad. When they interrupt me, I would want to get away from them. That’s how it would be hard because there's nowhere to go.
-the daughter
PS They’ve been getting better at not interrupting me, but they still have to work on it."
(It's good to hear we're getting better...oh wait, did I just interrupt her blog?)
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