Thank you for your recent essay explaining why I've spent my best years turning three perfectly beautiful babies into quirky oddballs. It's an essay I've been meaning to write for years, but since you so kindly did my homework for me, I now have the afternoon free to go listen to my beautiful weirdos sing and laugh their way through bits of Gilbert & Sullivan operettas at the piano while I make pesto with basil from their herb garden.
I suspect you'll feel better after you read this. A snippet:
If a proper education is to accomplish or at least to seek to accomplish these tasks, then a normal child is one whose moral imagination is well formed, whose soul is oriented toward a love of logos and the Logos, and who knows and loves the best of his own civilization. Such a child will, perhaps unwittingly, become a steward of the good, the true, and the beautiful. In a world where normal is considered odd, such children are desperately needed.~ Mark T. Mitchell, Education Normal, from the Touchstone magazine archives
Please do go read the whole thing. A little vindication now and then is sweet for your soul. Pesto recipe available upon request.