We parents have always been saps. Thirty-seven years ago, my infant daughter, who had no control over her bladder, was unable to feed herself, and couldnít focus both eyes in the same direction, said clearly, ďI want a Cabbage Patch doll for Christmas.Ē I was pathetic then and Iím still pathetic. When our children or grandchildren speak, we listen. When they cry, we start the motor of the car. When they threaten to stop breathing, we salivate, grow fur, and become predatory.