Since my boys were small, I’ve often gleaned more information by overhearing them rather than through direct address. (One of the best reasons to volunteer for car pool.)

Last evening, I heard my youngest son talking about me on the phone. He was telling someone that I had a baking mix company but that really I was a trained as a writer and I took time off to raise him and his brothers. Hmm, I thought from my perch on the stairs, “this is interesting.” It turned out Alec was talking to a college basketball coach.

I found myself musing about how all this started.