I am a big fan of this monthly column by Michael Chabon. This month's reflects tenderly and honestly on the politics of throwing your children's artwork away. I agonize about this, and I'm glad someone else does too.
My favorite quote from the piece:
Only it's not just her artwork that I'm busy throwing away. Almost every hour that I spend with my children is disposed of just as surely, tossed aside, burned like money by a man on a spree.
Ah, true and lovely.
(And can you tell that I'm spending a week without my daughter, and that I am misty and nostalgic and missing her? Next week I will be irritated and chafing for personal space.)