One morning, I was driving my two boys to school when my oldest son was frustrated about the commute. He asked, “How much longer, why can’t we just be there already?”

We live only a five-minute drive from the preschool they were attending.

“Buddy, what do you want to happen? Just say POOF and be there?” I replied.

“Yes,” he said, followed by a loud moan.

In that moment, it got me thinking. What would happen if we did just POOF go to the next place and then the next.

“Can you imagine,” I...