"I want to live in a house," Wylder tells me, early on a rainy Saturday morning as we make our slow tosses and turns out of bed, the anticlimactic drum roll of water on our pop top. "We've got a house," I tell him. "No," he clarifies, "I want a house without wheels!" Uh oh, four years old and already rebelling. I try and think of what to say next, but Winter, his slightly older brother chimes in quickly. "Why would you want a house without wheels? How would we ever visit all of our friends? Or go anywhere when it's raining?" Wylder thinks about it for two splits of a second. "Oh yeah," he smiles, "I forgot." #wildandfreechildren #familyontheroad #moseyhome #vwbus (at Cancún, Mexico)














