My oldest was probably only four years old when he showed me so proudly that he could tie his shoes. There they were, with the laces knotted together over and over until there was no more string left with which to work. How proud he was, and how I smiled. He had not tied them properly, but he had done his best and I was proud of him anyway.
Having tied the laces together in nearly twenty good knots on each shoe, I naturally had a little bit of an unplanned project ahead of me. Undoing what he had done… Read more

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