My daughter was auditioning for the Spring High School Musical. The schedule was clear: acting and singing one afternoon, the dance audition two days later. Easy enough to remember. The morning of the dance audition, I casually reminded her. She rolled her eyes with a very teenage, “I KNOWWWWW.” (Translation: Mom, please, I am fully competent and also deeply annoyed you believe otherwise.) That afternoon, my phone rang at work. Hysterical sobbing. She had gotten on the bus on
