This past weekend, in a totally random perfect alignment of everything, we had a mini family reunion in city. My people came to town. My aunt and uncle took the train up from texas to meet their children and grandchildren down from New York, my cousin came up from Georgia to celebrate her graduation from medical school, and we convinced Zach to come up from Charlottesville, totaling in almost half of my mother’s side of the family being in town. I haven’t seen these a lot of these people since my own wedding, and even then I missed a lot of the awesome family time because I was distracted getting married. Having them in town, getting to catch up, and letting them get to know James made me so happy. Here are a couple snapshots from the weekend.// My life over the past couple years has been a never-ending saga of getting bangs and then growing them out. I just can’t decide how I feel about them, which leads to this, the state of perpetual shaggy bang that I hate, but can’t seem to shake. // //Donuts are taken very seriously in this family. // //My boys, minus Zach who got suckered into carrying the camera and taking pictures. Having my grown-up baby brother in town never ceases to make my day, and convincing big brother to come up makes it all the better. They just grew into such good ones and I love how they welcomed James into our family.//// THE DOCTOR IS IN! I said that probably nine hundred times last weekend. My cousin Juliana has been talking about being a doctor since we were 5 and I am so proud of her. The full force of her medical degree came into use while entertaining the younger cousins through a long family dinner at Founding Farmers. //// These cuties, my little second-cousins, turning a public fountain into a splash pad.//The wonderful thing about being my family is that they are my people, and we understand each other. We can complain about all the things about our clan that drive us crazy, while still recognizing all the things they gave us of value. I wish I had more pictures from this weekend to show you all these precious faces and momenbs. These are my people, and I love them.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramHolding hands with my favorite boys. 💙 Also stopping Henry from jumping into the Potomac and James stopping me from tripping, but whatever- pretending it was just because they love holding my hands. (More pictures from that random 5 minutes of summer last weekend on the blog.)A couple weeks ago a mom at the park said something to me that I keep thinking about. We were talking about raising wild adventurers in confined urban spaces and she said, “In a city full of ‘no,’ I want my son to hear ‘yes.’” Yes. To messes and mud puddles and climbing trees and gathering sticks and asking incessant questions and making noise. Yes, to risks and independence and accidents and all the bruises and cuts that come with it. Yes, even if the other moms at the park are yelling no. Love this kid and all the things he’s teaching me to say yes to every day.