Some women are just natural mothers. They’re great at making arts and crafts. Can invent fun games to play. Sew Halloween costumes. I have yet to master a single one of these skills.
There is, however, one thing that I lord over other moms: losing my daughter in public places. In fact, my reputation is such that when I step into my neighborhood Whole Foods, it’s a bit like when Chris Everett would step onto Center Court at the U.S. Open. Guards come and greet me and clerks point me out.
Embarrassing to say the least.