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 InstagramLast we had a cookie picnic under the Christmas tree. We used pull apart cookie dough that may have been licked by a toddler in the process. Henry insisted on wearing a football jersey over his pjs and told us that his favorite part of the Christmas story is when the shepherd gets eaten by the chicken. 🧐 Right before our picnic we had to clean glass out of the floorboards because an energetic toddler got excited at dinner. Etta was hanging on by a thread after a day of crap naps. Which is to say, last night we had a moment of beauty and calm in the midst of chaos. Which is to say- Christmas.I had some major parenting fails today. But ignoring that rope and letting Henry stick his face right up against the trains was definitely a parenting win. [Also, Henry is standing in one of several Spots Where Hannah Tried Unsuccessfully To Orchestrate Her Own Engagement -December 2011. They basically constitute a lesser known Christmas tour of the city.]