Y’all, my baby brother is getting married. MARRIED. TO A REALLY AMAZING WOMAN. I still think of him as the little blond boy who had skinny little legs and followed around my older brother and myself, but somewhere along the way he grew into a man. A MAN WHO IS GETTING MARRIED. When he moved to DC a while ago, it was amazing. Family dinners! Road trips! Movie nights! Ruth moved out here this summer, and if I thought I loved her before, it was confirmed when she was my roomie for the summer. We would watch Dawson’s Creek just to sing along with the song (yep, go ahead and watch it and then come back), consume lots of cheese, and stay up talking. I could not be happier that she is becoming my sister and that our family out here in DC is growing.
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramA moment of tranquil outfit coordinating perfection, before snow got in his boot and he started yelling “WHY IS THE SNOW HURTING ME???” Because Winter is a bad romance kid. Also: to all you parents who had childcare cancelled for snow and now you are getting crazy eyes trying to figure out how to fit a full work day into nap time- I SEE YOU.That magical winter moment when you wake up and find the whole world changed while you slept. Before the snow is dirty, before you realize the hassle of slick roads and buried cars and cancellations, before snow gets in your boots and freezes that patch of skin between your glove and sleeve. Just the wonder at the world made white.