Wherever you filed the edition on empathy, you can probably file this, too. It’s important to remember that everybody is different, and that not everybody likes the same things you do, in quite the same way—whether flavors of ice cream, colors of nail polish, or whether or not they like chocolate.

Also, the story on the last headline today is that I was cleaning up in the kitchen while Kina was going to the bathroom last night, and after a few minutes of silence, she called out through the door, “You know, Daddy, someday you’ll be famous,” which was very nice of her to say but also strangely premonitory in tone. At least it’ll be for this, according to the kiddo. Monkey’s paw, and all that.

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