My 11-month-old boy was playing in my office at home the other night, so I got down on the shaggy carpet and moseyed over while pretending to be a Fuzzy-Faced Crawling Monster.

I growled.

He giggled.

My 4-year-old son, who has an impressive built-in radar for noticing fun being had by others, jumped on my back and demanded a “horsey ride.” [Read more…]