Talk less. Love more.
“How many kids do you have?” His eyes flickered from the twins in their double stroller to Simon, standing beside me. “Three?” I smiled, bracing myself. “Nope. Five.” “FIVE?” He whistled and passed a hand through his hair. “Five. Wow. I’m so sorry.” If your mouth just fell open a little at random-racquetball-dude-at-the-gym’s comment, I…