Magazine August 13, 2018, Issue

Unhappy Worrier

( David Pereiras Villagrá/Dreamstime)

Parenthood is like a rocket voyage: Most of your ship consists of material designed to be dumpable. Huge chunks fall off in stages, continuously lightening your load until all that’s left is the nubbin, zinging along unencumbered. Last month we removed a child car seat from the back of the station wagon, having discovered that our ten-year-old daughter is no longer required to use one. (Our six-year-old, still involuntarily enthroned, is grouchy about this development: “No fair!”) Clearing the house for renters while we go on vacation, I lugged a hectare or three of kiddie gear into the basement. I

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