Last summer, I tried to cram in two summers in to one, having missed the summer before to cancer treatments. I took the kids to so many places, we felt like we were living in a Johnny Cash song: We’ve been everywhere, man.
Every place we visited, we took a picture of a rubber duck, just like the ones on my book cover for “You’re a Good Mom (and Your Kids Aren’t So Bad Either).” See if you can figure out where we went.
