W hen my three semi-grown daughters were young (and since I work in the lucrative world of public education), we’d spend our spring break holidays riding bikes to the park, making dad-sized pillow forts in the living room, and raiding the gift shop at the zoo.
Now that two of the girls are in college and one is in high school, those days (and our gift-shop cash) are long gone.
This year, I spent mos…
