It's good to not have a choice.

Invert the paradox of choice to your advantage.

Nearly every night one of my kids comes up to me and asks "Daddy, can we fight?".

And without fail, we head down to the basement and transform into superheroes and villains "fighting" each other to save the world. I'm usually bestowed the character of Batman by my son, but sometimes he lets me be a transformer triceratops.

I am asked to fight so often tha…