Having had kids before most of my friends, I’ve now reached the stage in life when many in my circle are coming to me for parenting advice. “Your boys are so fun, so precocious, so well-mannered. What’s your secret?” they ask. “Don’t kill them.” I answer. People always chuckle when I give that advice. “No, really,” they say. “Really,” I reaffirm, “don’t kill them. You’ll want to, but don’t.” They stop giggling and never ask me for parenting advice again. But I stand by this advice. Don’t kill them. You’ll want to, but don’t. We like to pretend that outside of some adorable sleepless nights right after they are born, parenting is a magical gift full of love and joy.