Birthdays as a 37-year-old father of five are a bit different than when I was younger and childless. I slept in until 8 AM this morning, then joined my wife in taking all five kids to the dentist down in Rockford, Illinois. Then we took the whole crew to Sapora Playworld, a human habitrail for the under-five-foot set. Imagine ten …

Today’s my 37th, which puts in me my late 30s for the first time. I have a long, busy day ahead of me, but I’ll try to reflect more on it later. (This strikes me as a metaphor for my life over the past few years.) Unlike others, I always enjoy and respect birthdays. After all, it’s yet another personal …