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Josiah and I met in the bathroom doorway this morning, each clutching a towel, each intending to jump in the shower. I'm sad to say that despite my education by immersion in the books of Maria Montessori, John Holt, Grace Llewellyn and others, my first thought was that it was my right to go first because I am the grown-up; as if somehow it was more important to get my day started than Josiah's. I'm pleased to say that those first thoughts didn't make it as far as my lips. After a pause, I said, "Shall we toss a coin?" At which Josiah, realising that if I went first, he could go back to bed with his book, magnanimously offered to go second.