Last weekend I was able to return to Hillsdale, where spring had not yet arrived, but where I nevertheless found my heart warm. My whirlwind weekend was full of old friends, new faces, and walks that felts strangely familiar as I wandered around my former college campus. One of the highlights (other than a dinner composed entirely of Bumpy Cake ice cream from the Udderside, which — for those who have never been to the bustling metropolis that is Jonesville MI — is the best ice cream stand in the world) was taking these engagement photos. I knew Emily through a music organization that she belonged to and in which I was a member, though my actually qualifications for belonging were ever in question. The gross rainy weather that is Michigan Spring paused just long enough for us to take a few pictures outside.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramHeavy is the hand that holds the cake pop. 💞Valentine’s Day had a rough start (because toddler tantrums and bakeries across town being out of their special holiday pastry after you endured said tantrum to make the trek there), but the day was redeemed with homemade cake pops, enthusiastic friends, and no restraints in sprinkles application. After naps we strolled around the neighborhood delivering them to friends. Henry has made this day a verb and keeps on asking if he can “Valentines more people,” which means shower the people he loves with things he loves. And that is the very heart of what we should celebrate today, in all its inclusive and platonic goodness.Etta is a constant reminder of when I last got my hair cut (9 months next week). She’s also my saving grace on days like today, when a certain toddler just about did me in with his need and she’s all like “Go ahead and neglect me mom, it’s cool. I’ll just giggle at you from across the house and grin until you’ve got a second to tend to my very simple and logical needs. And when The Loud One takes every. Single. Toy. Away. I shall just merely persevere and amuse myself for 45 minutes with a spoon I found under the couch. Ladies gotta look out for each other. PS: I did spit up in your hair when you weren’t looking. Really gotta get those mangy ends trimmed.”