My Mother Called Me “Damaged Goods” at My Sister’s Baby Shower—Then My Five Children Walked Through the Door

toddlers sat inside.

Three identical little forces of chaos.

Three tiny human beings who had inherited every ounce of curiosity their parents possessed.

Oliver sat on the left clutching a stuffed dinosaur.

Jack occupied the middle seat, studying the ceiling with the seriousness of a philosopher solving life’s greatest mysteries.

And Ava sat on the right,continue reading …