READY FOR REWINDING THIS DO-OVER DAY

When my children are bored, I put my hands on my hips with exasperation and say, “How can you possibly be bored? You have so many toys, so many books, so many friends, so many things you could be doing!” and then I start listing them one by one with my head cocked first to one side, then the other, until the kids run screaming in capitulation from the room to amuse themselves elsewhere. When my husband is bored, I kick him out of the house, which is really where he longs to be. He’s happiest doing something outside that...