One day my 15-year-old had this tearful confession. She said, “I got something to tell you.” I’m thinking, “She’s doing drugs, she’s pregnant.” I’m just trying to stay calm. She said, “Remember when I was supposed to go to water polo practice? I skipped it and I went to watch a video instead!” And then she cried. On the outside, I stayed serious: “Wow, that’s pretty serious. We’re not going to have any consequences right now, but ...” On the inside, I was laughing hysterically, thinking, “Oh, my God, I have nothing to worry about!”