CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

made her look “like springtime with knees.”

Across from her, Madison sat stiffly in a pink cardigan, pushing peas around her plate.

Laya was bursting with news.

“My teacher said I get to be a flower in the school play,” she told everyone, waving her fork until I gently lowered her hand. “Not just any flower. A yellow one. I have to sway when the bee comes.continue reading …