Saturday morning - the sun has barely risen, as The Marshalls scramble to get themselves ready for Lily’s first robotics tournament. They’re running late, per usual. I get dressed and squeeze into the bathroom (we only have one), where my daughter, Lily - who spends most of her preteen days ignoring me - has occupied 75% of the space to comb her hair. She doesn’t even look my way, until the gleam from my jacket catches the corner of her eye. Immediately, she turns to me, takes in my outfit and confusion consumes her face. Lily storms towards her mother in a panic. LILY Mom! What is happening right now?! ALEX What do you mean? LILY Joe’s outfit! Why is he dressed like that for a middle school robotics tournament?! ALEX Oh, he wants to take a fit-pic today. LILY A fit-pic of what - his astronaut suit?!