I burned the pancakes on picture day. Not just a little brown around the edges. I'm talking smoke-alarm, charcoal-black, open-all-the-windows burned. My seven-year-old daughter Mia stood in the kitchen doorway in her carefully chosen outfit. You know the one: the purple dress with the twirly skirt that we'd laid out the night before. I'd spent forever on her hair, trying to get those two braids just right after watching three YouTube tutorials. "It's okay, Mama," she said, wa