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Counting Stars

Mo-om!” my son calls to me in the harried minutes before dinner. In haste, I join him and his 20-month-old sister in the living room. “What is it, sweetheart?” I ask, wooden spoon forgotten in my hand. A bit of sauce drips on the laminate

Thirteen Windows

By Kristen M. Ploetz for Brain, Child: The Magazine for Thinking Mothers My daughter is the only reason I know we have thirteen windows on the first floor of our house. She didn’t tell me—I had to count for myself, before she was born. It

The “R” Word

By Susan Lutz for Brain, Child: The Magazine for Thinking Mothers I stopped the cart and wanted to laugh. I wanted to cry. “My brother has three retarded kids,” a man said as my son, Addison, and I passed him in the canned food section