“‘You’re going to get another baby brother!’ I announced while six months pregnant to my toddler. I paused, clearly naive, and waited for raucous applause and excitement,” writes Christina Crawford. “Instead, he grabbed his 1-year-old brother by the shoulders and said, ‘I’ve already got him, I don’t need another one.’ Then, for effect, he shoved his brother to the floor.” And today she’s reflecting — in very funny fashion! — on what changes with three, and what’s weird about that specific number. Kelly Faircloth, Executive Editor |
