I didn’t notice anything remarkable about these packages until I was on the way out the door to mail them this afternoon.
Galen, man of the house, addressed this one:
And this is the product of my womanly touch:
You can watch the progress towards this moment in both our family trees. Grandmothers with business diplomas, fathers who stayed home with babies, and so on. In a couple of generations, the clan will surely have morphed into swashbuckling androgynes of some sort. Hot! (… for my own fictional great-grandchildren! Um, I stand by it!)