I did something out of the ordinary today, and it was worth it. I played. With one of my kids. And- I enjoyed it. The reason this is noteworthy is because it’s out of the norm. And my grisly confession to you all is, I can’t remember the last time I played with one. because I normally hate to play with them. Before you shriek in horror, let me unpack that. I do bond with my babies in all sorts of loving, meaningful ways. I hug them and smother them with kisses. I joke with them, and make a fool of myself for their benefit (and let’s be honest, mine).…