My elder one walks into the kitchen, immediately after coming back from school. With a big sigh and a dramatic pause she proudly discloses “I lost my water bottle cap today in the bus. I was drinking water, the bus moved, the cap fell and I couldn’t find it!” Fortunately, I am cooking at the stove, with my back to her, so she can’t see my instant reaction of rage. I stop for a moment to take in a deep breath and turn around to look at her. We look at each other in the eye, and then both of us, at almost the same time, exclaim “Another One!?!”. With…