Where a young boy pretending to be Merlin walks up behind an even younger boy who he's never met and says, "Do you know magic? I do!" and the littler boy says "You do not!" and they shout at one another "Do!" "Do NOT!" as loudly as they can for the length of two blocks as their parents smile sheepishly at one another and pull them away from each another, trying to separate their barking, feral darlings.

Where at the El Salvadorian restaurant, Tu Casa, a man with a copy of The Gospel According to Matthew on his table can barely conceal his delight in talking to the family of "out of towners" at the next table, but when he explains to the four year old boy (whose middle name happens to be "Darwin") that "It is a Christian idea that we don't come from monkeys" and the boy responds in a loud incredulous voice, "How did you even learn ENGLISH?!" the man's eagerness flickers and seems to give way to confusion.

Where the power goes out and they have no choice but to eat all their half-frozen sorbet by the light of a battery-powered lantern.

Where on the morning of the last day of camp the four year old boy offers to make a map in Arts and Crafts in order to help his family prepare for hurricane Irene.

Where Amatos ("It's real Italian"), at the intersection of route 1/9 and 207, seems to have overcome their Francophobia.

Where three boys discuss the state of the badger in the rear dash of a parked car, arguing, oldest to youngest, that it's "dead" or "stuffed" or "'stinct."

Where a woman sits by the window watching the rain and thinks about her children a mile away sitting in a loud, stuffy room with other children, the time passing slowly, slowly until pick up and the woman sits and watches the rain.