Having two older brothers and no sisters, I grew up in a predominately male household. I loved my childhood and haveI'm twice her size, and she still looks out for me at Goodwill outlet. It takes girl power to always be on the lookout for a deal for someone else. That's the snazziest apparel item I own!
no few complaints (When playing live action Ninja Turtles with my siblings, I was only ever allowed to play the part of April. I'm still bitter.) I enjoyed playing on an all-male baseball team, playing GI Joes in our basement (with the dubious thought that someone would later play Barbies with me), and building forts with my brothers. I probably could have cared less for being a dummy so my brother Rob could show off his wrestling skills he learned in PE. I can't say being the “robber” in a weird game of “Cops and Robbers” where Stephen tied me to his desk chair, blindfolded me and ran away was the most fun I ever had. And being shoved in a trashcan and forced to sing Oscar the Grouch’s, “I love Trash” before I was let out definitely wasn't one of the highlights of my younger years. However, looking back now, I have to say, those moments sure created character. Right?
So who was I to stop a pregnant lady with a mission?