Marv came back from a three-day business trip to Indonesia yesterday. When the door opened, he stood there and asked me, “What’s missing?” Because I’d had an especially difficult day with Stephen full of him throwing tantrums, screaming, and hitting, I answered, “Did you get a vasectomy?”

My joke flew past him. Turned out the airlines had lost the golf clubs he’d agonized over before buying in Japan and that aren’t available anywhere else in the world. It’s been 24 hours and still no sign of them.