I do remember reading lots of books about parenting before Kina was born, and then of course I was fielding lots of advice, and I was thinking about all the things my parents did to raise me that I never noticed (and in many cases could never remember). I even took a job to build a parenting product (RIP NYT Parenting), partly because I figured I’d be around a lot of other people who knew what they were doing, and I could copy them.
But in the end, everything was Kina, and all I knew was Kina, and the only teacher who mattered was Kina.
I think that’s just how it goes. The most difficult job in the world, and there’s no reliable coursework. You just wing it, and it tends to work. Thanks, kid.
You get a Parade this week! Yay!
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