Still not as alluring as the glamour of an older sister.
God help us all when our periods sync up.
I don’t know how her teachers kept a straight face.
I cooked and they ate and a swarm of pigs flew over the house.
Featuring the photography of that one kid whose mother writes that one website.
“Leta will most likely want to sit in the car and read a book about Arches. Marlo? Marlo will want to become an arch.”
Oh no, here I go again. Won’t someone please stop me?
Here’s where some of you are totally going to disagree with me and possibly judge my parenting style.
The vast expanse between my childhood and hers.
We probably should have stuck to the blueprints.