Yesterday we had our first big snowstorm of the winter and that meant a snow day for the city! I actually work from home on Tuesdays, but I was still all like… … and since James still needed to walk to his office he was all like … … despite the fact that I sacrificially tromped through the snow alongside him in a show of support. Ok, so really I just wanted to play a while and throw fluffy white stuff in the air before cloistering myself inside to study, to which James was all … … until I gave him this endearing facial expression… … and he caved and let me have a snow throwing fest, party of one. AND IT WAS MAGICAL, just like this city when it’s all coated in white. Despite his apparent lack of enthusiasm in these pictures, James actually did enjoy our snowy tromp across Capital Hill. How can you not? Everyone gets a little ridiculous with the first snow. Everyone was racing down the streets on sleds, building motley snowmen on sidewalks, and catching flakes on lashes and tongues. It won’t be this exciting if it’s still coming down in March, but for February, this snow was just right. How about you all — who had snow days this week? I know that our measly 8 inches pales in comparison to Boston’s million feet or any winter survived by Laura Ingalls and co, but it was still wonderful enough to slow us down for a day. How have you been spending these snowy winter days?
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramBlew off naps, dumped an entire bag of goldfish all over the backseat, ignored implementation of good sleep habits for the baby, and endured a whole lot of car whining- all so we could pick berries in the sun. I have no regrets.Now I know the truth behind photos of touching sibling moments like this. I know that I caught him trying to force feed her salami minutes earlier, that he routinely bites her feet, and that his version of “helping” to burp her borders on abusive. I know that the transition is hard, and love and jealousy and insecurity and anger and fear and excitement get all wrapped up together. But I also know that someday, he will have her back and she will keep his secrets. So for now, we slog on and rejoice as moments like this become more frequent.