Until tonight, I had no beef with any of my sometimes-popular wife's parenting tactics:
Yes, it's shocking. Yes, it's scandalous. But let's be honest for a second: this really is my failing as a dad. My job was to protect him. Instead, I sanctioned this atrocity by agreeing not just to let it happen, but to record the event for posterity.
The boy has a good heart. I'm sure he'll forgive me one day.
Don't know if I can forgive myself.