Theory: you start doing crazy things when you buy a car that handles snow well.  Proof, Exhibit A: Me. Tonight the whole family went out in the snowstorm to go grocery shopping. Yeah, I know what you're thinking and you're right. We're nuts. But here's the part I want to share with you.

The kids, ages seven and six, predictably got bored after five minutes, and what did they want to do?  Guess.  Go on, guess. Okay stop because you'll never guess.  In the supermarket, they both wanted to play with my Sony Clie PDA (I actually have the 710, but they don't make it anymore). They both like to draw in Diddlebug, and we've used it as a way to do flashcards for letters and numbers in the past while waiting in the doctor's office. Tonight, Kailee instinctively figured out that she could practice her cursive writing in the program, and then she discovered the calculator that let her do math. After a while, I had to get it away from her so that Brent could play "the blocks game" on it (Tetris). Did I mention they're seven and six? And they've never once had to ask how to hold the stylus; they just know.