It’s mid-afternoon on a Friday, back in August 2019, the first week of school, and Annette and I bust the kids out early to take a trip. There are questions, games, and mild disagreements, and after an extended period of what Annette calls “crunkness,” during which time Selah, six, and Ida, four, run around quarter clothed and negotiate for sweets somewhat successfully, we pile back into the car and inch our way through typical New Orleans midday traffic.