I pray that they will fly, even if they’re afraid of heights. I pray that they will eat pumpkin pancakes on the first morning that feels like fall. I pray…
Tag: <span>sisters</span>
October 4 | Embrace We wait in the school pick up line for the chimes to signal the end of the elementary school day. We wait for vibrant bodies to spill…
My children are funhouse mirror versions of one another. Same, but different. But same enough to make the differences seem distorted and unexpected. From four months old, both girls have sucked…
My hair is an electrocuted halo. I screech like a teenage demon who has pounded three too many knock-you-flat cocktails of hormones-social life disaster-sibling rivalry. The instigating problem is the Little Sister. And…
I think the two blond heads triangled together in the pull-behind bike cart look precious. Until I realize that one head is canted at an unusual angle, thanks to the…