When I drop my children at school, I rarely park near the front entrance. In fact, I often park much farther from it than is necessary. I don’t do this to avoid the many double-parked minivans which clog the street like some long suburban gypsy caravan. It is also not my distaste for the endless series of potholes which line this same street in front of the school like some puckered battlefield. I appreciate not dealing with these inconveniences, but I actively seek out the inconvenience of a long walk to school because it gives me an opportunity to connect with my kids. Our life often feels...