A couple of weeks ago, we were driving home and noticed several of my neighbors were gathered around my other neighbor’s house outside drinking beers and playing cornhole. We had not been invited, which was fine since I don’t care for either but I was a little hurt that I didn’t get an invite (funny how irrational emotions are). As we drove into my driveway, my four year old son says “mom, it’s okay to be left out sometimes, right?” In his normal chipper voice. And in that instant, I felt sadness that it will be inevitable that my children will be excluded from something but also admiration at how wise my little 4 year old is. I needed that reminder in that moment.