It is our habit and our pleasure to read books every day, but sometimes, cultural capital comes outside a binder or a box. It ripples over the bubbles on standardized tests. Tests are a given--they will always exist. But higher learning takes on myriad forms and often reveals itself in people, places and situations we least expect.
I recognize the power of Boo not only for my daughter and her cultural imagination, but also for me own sense of connection with Athena. The dog is indeed damn cute, and the Boo empire is still currently in the ascent, expanding along with the contours of modern media to the point that we may one day, all of us, live in a state of Boo-ness.
On a Wednesday in late May, I brought my 11-month-old Mabel back inside from a walk. I had just received my wife's text message that she was on the Metro and I was in a hurry to get the baby dinner before we left to pick her up. As I was holding the frozen fish under the faucet, I heard a loud crash.
As you get older, your universe (not the universe, mind you) may become even more ordered, stripped in a million small places of its magic, as if the petals of an infinitely inconceivable flower wilt away to reveal the still-beautiful-but-perhaps-less-mysterious bloom below. And so, here are my year-end wishes for you, my girls, while you still inhabit this tender space.