Before “the nonconformist” became a hit at their school, our kids were followers. But then one day at the dinner table, my oldest asks me, “dad, am I a conformist or a nonconformist?” I laughed. He decided, “Dad, being a nonconformist is cooler. From now on, I’m gonna be a NONconformist.” His mother was so relieved, as you can imagine. His younger sister followed his lead since she copies everything he does.
