At last, it’s our turn. We celebrated Mother’s Day in May, with a thoughtful card, flowers, and a few well-intended gifts. I’m a relatively new Dad and this is only my second Father’s Day. I’ve learned that most of us Dads are a peculiar bunch, combining pride and ambition for our offspring, with nerve-wracking fears that we’re missing a key moment to educate, or will irrevocably scar the poor child by missing a subtle non-verbal need for  ...