Kid vaccines are supposed to get us to the end of the tunnel. But they won’t if we leave too many people off the train.

Earlier than the pandemic, I had a tiny cluster of grey hairs, so few that I might pluck them away. Now, they’re woven into my brown hair. As soon as, when my 7-year-old son was youthful, he requested me if white hairs got here from heartbreak and I advised him “typically.” He now refers to mine as my “heartbreaks.” I don’t right him, as a result of in some ways in which clarification feels extra correct than the scientific one.