The Favorite
“Why does everyone think we have a favorite?” Sophia said. Anna replied, “Yeah. It’s like asking a parent if they have a favorite child. Everyone knows you can’t pick and that you love them the same.” In a rare moment, my girls sat on the kitchen stools chatting happily at me while I made dinner. Topics moved from homework to plans with friends and took a surprising turn when, after asking about my day, they started talking about being kids of divorced parents. My daughters obviously know my profession and they also know that I often write parenting advice for
