When my oldest was born, I was determined to be the "perfect" mom. I really was confident that if I simply did everything "right", I could produce a child prodigy, no problem at all. He'd play multiple instruments! He'd excel at every sport he tried! He'd be reading chapter books at age 4! He'd nap like a champ and be sleeping through the night by 8 weeks! I had some grand plans about TV, too: he wouldn't watch it. Ever. Needless to say, the past 6 years have provided