My 5-Year-Old Daughter Pulled Me Aside and Warned, “Mommy, We Must Save Daddy—That Woman Put Him in Her Locker!”

the pink one with the ruffle she insisted on wearing even when it itched her sides. “You are going to have so much fun today,” I told her, tying the strap at her shoulder. “You’re going in too, right?” “I’ll dip my toes.” “That’s not swimming.” “That’s negotiating.” She giggled, and I kissed the top of her head, breathing in the clean smell of her continue reading …