”Screw hot girl summer,” Nicole says, passing out paper plates. ”This is Hot Brady Summer.” The room erupts in laughter but she shakes her head. ”I’m serious! We’ve got Mickey Boy turning 60. Don’t look at me like that, Mick. You don’t like being called ‘boy’? Stop calling me honey.” She winks and I know she means well, but given all the discussions I’ve been having with my family lately, her comment ...