I've just gotten done celebrating my birthday with my family. My almost-4-year-old daughter decided that I should have a treasure hunt for my presents, so she and my partner carefully hid them around the house and gleefully watched as I searched to find them. Then we went up to Connor Prairie to see the baby lambs and make gingerbread and glory in a beautiful Indiana spring day. Had dinner at Bruge Brasserie (try it!) in Broad Ripple and then stopped in to Big Hat Books (shop there!) where we each got to select a book as a special treat. It was a lovely day and I went to bed content and warmed by my family's love.
How could we possibly be a threat to "family values"?