When you’re a parent, it’s always the first day of school
The first day of school recently arrived at our house. I woke up early to get the kids ready in time to take a few pictures out on the front porch before we left. I have to admit, I made them do the chalkboard thing — the mug shot where you write their teacher’s name and their grade on a placard and they hold it up — with varying degrees of compliance and cheer. Our chalkboard also has a section, my favorite one, for what they want to be when they grow up. One year, my younger son insisted I write “nothing” in the spot, and I did. Maybe it was sort of sullen or bratty, but ...