My 4-year-old twins love to play “pretend house” — especially if I play along as their baby. “You has to take a nap, OK, baby?” Jorie said to me. Obediently, I climbed into her crib. She piled blankets, stuffed animals, and dolls on top of me. “Now go to sleep wif no more talking!” Jorie commanded in a voice that sounded spookily like my own. I pretended to cry. The twins chuckled. “Baby, go to sleep!” Jasiel commanded. “NO!” I shouted. The twins burst into laughter. I kicked my feet and pouted. Jasiel fell to the floor she was laughing so hard. They rolled around for a minute until I announced I was scared of the dark. Jorie stood up...
Experiments in empathy — a new year’s resolution










