Missing Your Sweet Little Kids? Here’s Where They Are Hiding

When my youngest daughter was a little kid, she used to tell me that I was her favorite grown-up. But that is so 10 years ago now. Since she has two older sisters, I wasn’t surprised when I unceremoniously got pushed off my pedestal.

These days I am routinely treated to random surliness and harsh judgment. Anything I wear is subject to ridicule. They laugh condescendingly when I tell them a story I think is interesting. Even simple requests are met with eye-rolls. Any opinion I offer tends to...