Whenever I stopped the van, the boys always had to get out and buy something. We could just leave a restaurant, stop immediately after feed-
ing the team, and they’d go in to buy a bag of junk. The first road trip I took the girls on featured leaving the lot with little gas in the van. I stopped to
fill up and was amazed when they sat patiently, no one hustling out to the
candy. They also discussed subjects I hadn’t ever heard the boys mention:
When will you marry? How many kids do you want? Boys? Girls? What will
your bridesmaids wear? I was fascinated.