On a perfect summer afternoon in Chicago, a shiny little toddlerwas on a tourist walk with her thirtyish mom and dad. She held handswith both parents as they crossed Wacker Drive at Wabash Avenue,stopping on the median in front of the fountain.
The little girl was thrilled by the falling, splashing water.Her parents, who might have walked right past the fountain if theyhad been alone, stopped and took the time to share their daughter'sinterest and join in her delight. They seemed happy to take part inthe wonder of her discovery.
When Joan and I were expecting Jenny, I would stop and watchscenes like this one, smiling and walking away almost light-headedwith …
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