Being a developmental psychologist didn't make me any better at dealing with my own children, no. I muddled through, and, believe me, fretted and worried with the best of them.

I've had three of my own children and spent my professional life thinking about children. And yet I still find my relation to my children deeply puzzling.

Putting together philosophy and children would have been difficult for most of history. But very fortunately for me, when I started graduate school there was a real scientific revolution taking place in developmental psychology.

I'm afraid the parenting advice to come out of developmental psychology is very boring: pay attention to your kids and love them.

I was excited to make my own 'Neverland.'

The way I look at it, I'd rather make my own mistakes than have people make them for me.