The Best Way To Raise Kids Is to Watch Yourself Recede

It’s what has to happen.

I love going to weddings. I never understand why people complain about having to go to weddings. You get to dress up nice. Everybody’s in a good mood. You visit a place you don’t ordinarily get to go. You see old friends, or maybe make some new ones. There’s free booze. I’ve reached the age where I don’t go to many weddings anymore — I’ve gone from my “high school friend marriage” period to “college friend marriage” to “grownup friends marriage” to “everybody’s second marriage,” and I’m now in a…