Have you ever seen one of those competitive cup-stackers, the ones who stack and unstack plastic cups on late-night TV shows? They do so with blazing speed, the cups appearing to move in a neon blur. Well, those cup-stackers have nothing on Willow. No, Willow doesn't stack things. Actually, she doesn't even construct things. Her specialty is destructing, and she does so with blinding speed. There used to be a cartoon on a few years back named "The Tick." On it, there was a speed greater than the speed of light. It was the speed of lint. Nothing was faster. As in: "Where did that lint come from?" "I don't know, it's just there, out of nowhere. It moves at the speed of lint." Willow moves faster. This morning, for example, as I finished breakfast, I heard, "Whap! Whap! Whap!" Willow had gone from playing peacefully in the floor with her cereal bowl to pulling magazines off an end table in record time. The "whaps" wer...
A father's journey to finding the right words.