I grew up with two more siblings. One, a complete clown with demonic tendencies, and the other, an angelic lamb that followed me everywhere, and did everything that I did. We tattled on each other, and even slyly let each other in post-midnight. We bullied each other, and also picked up fights on each other’s behalf. We laughed at each other, and also made our own inside jokes. Oh, what a joyride childhood was, thanks to those two! And they continue to be my biggest champions and support systems to date! I can vouch for the fact that when you have brothers and/or sisters, you don’t really need friends. Well, don’t get me wrong. As a mother who’s done with one, I am not promoting or suggesting that you absolutely…
