Just moments ago, my husband walked in the door with our preschooler, whom he'd picked up  on his way home from work. "Honey, guess how many checks your son got today.  (FYI, a perfect day earns three checks.) "Uh-oh.  That doesn't sound good. How many?  Two?  One?"  "ZERO." "Zero?!  What?  Why?!"  (Is zero even possible?) Apparently, earlier in the day, our four-year-old rascal decided to drop his pants Full-Monty style, place his hands behind his heads, elbows out, and rotate his bare hips in a grand circular gesture, ensuring that everyone in the class got a good glimpse of the … [Read more...]