So, let’s raise a (cold, half-drunk) cup of coffee to the Sussexes. They’re living the dream, sure, but they’re also living the nightmare of every parent who has ever dropped a child off at a big, scary new building. Harry got the glamour gig at the film studio, and Meghan got the real-life hero gig. And honestly? That’s the most relatable thing they’ve done all year.
In the end, we’re all just one forgotten permission slip away from a mini-crisis. So if you see Harry smiling in a behind-the-scenes photo, just remember: somewhere in the background, Meghan is probably silently negotiating with a four-year-old about why eating a carrot is not a form of torture. And that, dear reader, is the true royal service.