Who Doesn’t Love the Spot Where the Sagebrush Grows?
Less than 24 hours after getting back from our peaceful camping trip, I did something even more adventurous than camping with children. I flew by myself with our two kids. I’d been kind of nervous about taking on such a task all by myself, but thanks to some careful logistical planning and the kindness of strangers things actually went pretty well. And I even say that after getting my double stroller jammed in the doors of a DIA elevator and…