We are down to a skeleton crew of three, with Dad traveling and boy at camp. Dinner is never this simple when there are gluten-free folks in the house. We ran summer evening errands at the end of a golden day and picked up pizza on the way home, which is more of a treat for us than it is for some – and we like it that way.

Time, now, to park in front of the computer and wait for daily photos posted by camp.