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 I’m 26 years old, but suddenly I’m six again, staring mesmerized at a scattering of coins at the bottom of a wishing well

You’re not my first toddler, so I know that this is a temporary, if aggravating stage

“Seriously, Ma, couldn’t you find someone to name me after?”

How can I write a one-dimensional description of a woman so multifaceted?

He whirls from reach and shrieks at the slightest touch — untouchable from the youngest age

I’m never actually present at these alleged family meetings, but given my children’s behavior, I’m 90 percent certain they do take place