Start with what matters
The twenty-minute version is not the consolation prize.
We have had lovely family days that could fit inside somebody else’s parking validation window. Ice cream in Lexington. A short stop by the water. One promising shelf at the Book Barn. A few minutes watching trout in Freeport.
There is a particular kind of pressure around family outings to extract maximum value from the day. If we drove there, paid to park, bought the ticket or packed the snacks, surely we should stay. Surely we should add lunch. Surely we should see the second building.
Except sometimes the extra hour is the thing that makes the whole outing worse.




