Part 1: The Adventures of Being a Dad Part 2: The Problem with Work The Return to Childhood Last weekend I raced down a water slide on a bougie board. I flew down the yellow tube, banking through the curves, cool water splashing at my face and streaming through my toes, until I burst into the light of the final drop, plunging into the deep water with arms raised. I won, naturally. My five-year-old son was talking trash at the top, but he never really stood a chance. He couldn’t even beat my wife or daughter. He didn’t care, though. He thought it was awesome.