The sun was shining and the birds were chirping in the blossoming trees as we walked along the path, trying to find the BBQ. I pushed the stroller around the bend, eyeing the large park map ahead, and glanced at my wife. Her face was set in an expression that told me she was hungry and losing patience. So was I.
We’d been trying to find this BBQ for the past 30 minutes. And now our 4-month old daughter was screaming because she kept inadvertently pulling the pacifier out of her mouth. We approached the map and I helped my daughter find the pacifier while my wife tried to figure out where we were going. Suddenly, despite the tense situation, my inner neuroscientist perked up. I couldn’t help but notice the uncanny similarity between my daughter flailing for her pacifier and our attempts to navigate with the park map.