I was a new mother, trying to do everything by the book. My sisters-in-law, all three of them, were knee deep in motherhood with elementary aged school children. They had long since figured out how durable the wee ones really are. Our perspectives met head on that fateful Thanksgiving. As we gathered in their mother's dining room with our respective broods, my in-laws announced that as the youngest member of the clan, it was my daughter Jessica Ann's turn to pose for the traditional picture g...
Published on November 22, 2011 16:31