If Mom put as much thought into my birthday parties as she did for my three sisters, kids at school might pick me third or perhaps second when we played basketball. My two older sisters and I believed Mom treasured Jillian the most since Dad’s first words after her birth were, “Alright, that’s it.” The preschool teacher mourned for two years about the fact Dad got something called a vasectomy.
By Rebecca T. Dickinson
from The Adventures of Elliot McSwean: Finding Cinderella
©Rebecca T. Dickinson, 2012-2013. All rights reserved