A brief intro before jumping in seemed appropriate, so this is it:
Four kids, two of whom are adults and two on the verge of teenager-ness. The two youngest (oh-so-creatively hereafter referred to as Boychild and Girlchild) are homeschooled (no denim jumpers, though I have been known to wear Birkenstocks). All have acquired the gifted label at some point or another; Girlchild is twice exceptional (also referred to as "that kid ain't right", what with being Southern and all). My story is that she's just like her dad.
I tend toward deadpan humor, run-on-sentences, and overuse of parentheses, and shall make a blanket apology upfront for all of those.
Nice to meet y'all.
eldertree
