My daughter stole $20 from her uncle when she was 7 years old. She saw it in a bowl and slipped it into her pocket. She felt the weight of what she had done, and came and spoke to me shortly after we got home. “Dad, I stole $20 from uncle, now I’m not sure what to do.” That innocence and openness is what I’ve always tried to nourish. I was so moved by the trust she showed me. The…