Yesterday, one of the neighbor kids rode over to our house on his bike, on the road. He is about 8. I had no idea if his mom knew he was here, and I was concerned that she would be worried, so I asked him about it. My goodness. I thought it was just Connor, but he was not forthcoming with much information. It’s like they were trained by the CIA not to give out any information! LOL I felt like an interrogator, and I’m sure he was wondering where my spotlight and duct tape were.