One November afternoon when my daughter was in kindergarten, I picked her up after school.
She bobbed out to the car and crawled into the back seat. “What did you do today?” I asked.
She couldn’t wait to tell me. “We learned that boys are different from girls!” she chirped. Looking into the rearview mirror, I could just see the top of her head.
“My teacher told us that boys have a thing and girls don’t,” she added.