You haven't seen funny until you've sat in a room with a jury of 18 of your Alaskan peers. Heh.
Anyway, I'm tired. The girls are in bed and I'm showering and going to bed so that I can face another day of the not so grand jury duty.
How one moves from the lofty goal of raising good kids, to seemingly unattainable goals of keeping them alive and not killing them.
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