Kids these days, man...
If you know me, you know I'm a dad. It's simultaneously the most pride and terror inducing name I've ever been called, and it's probably both the reason I'm still alive, and the reason I feel like that's constantly only a truth hanging on by a thread. My son and daughter are my life, and they're so widely different from one another. It's beautiful, but man, it can also cause some major headaches. The Boy-Child (10yo), he's so sensitive, and sweet. It's infuriating because everything upsets him, but it's also so goddamn endearing, because he legitimately cares about everyone and everything that much. I don't want to call him Boy-Child, but this is the public Internet and shit, so pseudonyms it is. We'll call him Jude, for reasons some people who know him and us will get. The Girl-Child (6yo) is a firestarter. She cannot be contained or controlled, has the defiant spirit of anyone who's ever risen up against their masters. She's...