Their Only Weakness

"Do you remember your doctor Sophia's little daughter?" Alexander asked. Felicity remembered meeting an energetic little girl of her son's age. She was a loud chatterbox but a cute one with blue eyes and blonde hair.

"She goes to the same playschool," Alexander provided helpfully. 

"And what happened to your I don't like girls, Mom?" Felicity asked, looking her son sharp in the eyes, imitating his lisp and baby voice. He bent his head, trying to hide his face as pink dusted the boy's cheeks. "She's not like other girls. Sunshine is pretty and smart," he said defensively.