On a warm Sunday this past summer, I found myself physically out-maneuvered by my three-year- old son. It stung. I watched him run up a slide, dart right at the top, spinning on his heel and leaping down a “reman’s pole” before cheering triumphantly. I followed him confidently, only managing halfway up the slide before I slid back down humiliatingly. I spent the rest of the day determined to
get to the top of that slide. And I did succeed—eventually!
