By SUZANNE DARLAND
I wasn’t prepared to be the mom of three boys.
I think most girls growing up imagine they’ll have two children, a boy and a girl. They have some fuzzy, wistful vision of the All-American family dressed in Easter finery posed in front of a white picket fence. Two parents. A little girl with Shirley Temple ringlets in a white starched pinafore. A little boy in a suit.
The pictures in my photo album look quite different, thank you.