My name is Edith, but my friends call me Eddie. I'm five-and-a-half years old. My dad speaks five languages, my mom sings like a bird, my sister is an ice-skating queen, but me--I don't know how to do anything. Eddie is five-and-a-half and thinks she is the only one in her family without a special talent. So when she hears her sister say 'birthday--Mommy--fluffy--little--squishy,' she worries that her sister will give Mom the better present. From...