One night before bedtime, my three year old Gemma and I were talking and the subject of worrying came up. It was a teachable moment, so I put on my best dad-to-kid pontificating voice and explained the concept ever so wisely. I carefully conveyed that we all worry sometimes, and that’s OK. It was all going so well until Gemma interrupted: Gemma: Do you worry sometimes? Me: Yeah. Gemma: Well, you just have to be patient, Daddy. You just have... Read more