I told my boys not to swap away toys I'd just bought them. Then my line in the sand crumbled
This essay originally appeared in The Globe and Mail on May 29, 2014.
Every schoolday, I pick up my kids at the bus stop and greet them with a big smile. I get toothy grins in return. Sometimes we walk home, sometimes we waddle. Sometimes it’s a piggyback.
Ambling home one day, my eldest son announces: “I’m gonna trade toys with my friend – . . .