Two months ago, we took our daughter to see a production of the musical “Annie” as a special treat for her eighth birthday.

I thought that she would enjoy the story of a plucky redheaded orphan’s unrelenting optimism in the face of adversity (not to mention the fact that we’re partial to almost any tale with a redheaded heroine). But I fear she related more to Daddy Warbucks.

“Mom, what job makes the most money?” Neva asked me a few weeks after her birthday. [Read more…]