I asked my son, now in seventh grade in D.C., how many minutes of recess he gets per day. “Recess? We probably haven’t had recess in three months.” This was a problem. I called the head of his junior high. “I know,” she said, putting on her appease-the-unhinged-mother voice. “I wish they could go outside more, too, but it’s been too muddy, and then the corridors get muddy.”
