Were we ignoring each other?

It was a Saturday morning and Mel was sitting at the table eating cereal and looking at Facebook on her laptop. Everyone was still in their pajamas. Tristan and Norah were lounging on the sofa, and our toddler, Aspen, was in the high chair eating banana slices.

“Why don’t you ever write things like this on my Facebook wall anymore?” Mel asked.

I was in th…