When my daughter turned ten, we went all out. I mean, the first decade, right? You’ll never again have the sheer physical energy and incipient intellect of a ten-year-old.
We traveled to Disneyland, she performed her first handstand in a pool, we braided her hair into a hundred strands with butterfly clips, and held a Monopoly marathon with all her fri…
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