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 InstagramHE: Wants to listen to “Jump Around” by House of Pain on repeat and dances so enthusiastically that he frequently experiences bodily harm. Is obsessed with tunnels. Likes to help himself to the fridge. Attacked a kid at the park who tried to get too close to Etta in the stroller. SHE: Just grew out of her 0-3 month clothes. Laughs hysterically when she watches Henry eat. Still loves sleeping in the sling. Has a dimple. Just started sleeping in her crib. Can roll front to back but finds the procedure traumatic. THEY: Show signs of being the best of friends...if she survives his attempts to get her to dance to “Jump Around” too. #HankandEttaI am grateful that both of mine have been summer babies. That both times I have survived the infant stage, I have done it in the heat and sun and water. I am grateful that when the nights felt long, the sun rose early. That when days felt dark, all around me was light. Grateful for heat and humidity induced naps and miles in the stroller and iced coffees on repeat. Our magically empty morning at the splash pad a couple weeks ago might end up being the last of the year, and that was a good note to end on. Just my summer babies and me, taking on this city. Though let’s be totally clear: you KNOW I’m gonna be back out there in the water if we have one of those blistering weeks in October where DC loves to shove summer in our faces after we’ve all stopped shaving our legs and started wearing chunky sweaters.