At 67, just two days after retiring, I had only begun planning my first peaceful trip when my daughter-in-law called and said, “I’m dropping off the three kids with you. You don’t do anything anymore, so you can watch them while I’m in Miami.” Then she left all three children at my front door. Thirteen days later, she walked back in with a confident smile — but the kids no longer wanted to go near her.
I had just retired when my daughter-in-law called. “I’m going to leave my three kids with you. After all, you don’t do anything anymore, so you can…