There’s a lot of guilt involved in parenting, and I tend to find myself feeling guilty even over small things, like telling my sons a white lie in order to do something beneficial for them.  Last night, for example, as I kissed six-year-old Guy goodnight, he said, “Come check me every five minutes all night.”  I didn’t know what he was afraid of at that moment, but I knew that he needed to sleep, and the best thing I could do was to reassure him that I’d check him all night long, and let him drift off into sleep...