There’s a moment I remember when my children were 1 and 2 years old. I was preparing them to be strapped into their car seats, and preparing myself for the worst part of my day. All parents hate this arduous task because it involves wrestling someone who isn’t heavy enough to sit on their own but is heavy enough to throw your back out, pinch your fingers, and question your life choices.

I looked at those double car seats and thought, ‘Remember this. This is special and will be gone in a flash.” I don’t know what caused this moment of parental clarity. Perhaps I had slept more than my usual 1 hour and 20 minutes the night before, who knows. I took a mental picture of those seats and can remember them with crystal clarity to this day.