If you have been reading around here for long, you were probably getting very worried that you would be spared the annual family photoshoot that I always drag you through in excruciating detail following Christmas (like these fine bits of memory lane from 2010, 2011, 2012, apparently 2013 disappeared somewhere, and 2014). But fear not– we dragged that tripod out into the woods as always and rocked our delay-timer photographed Christmas shoot.When preparing for photos, it is important to select a color palette that is easy to follow and instantly understood by everyone. This is why I declared “muted woodland” and inflicted it on everyone. Some members of our crowd seemed confused by what that meant, and I had to repeat the obvious answers -beige, cream (obviously different than beige), hunter, sage, gray, chambray, tan, maroon, leather, denim — multiple times. But eventually, we were appropriately frocked and ready to whip out our best poses… Like the one where we cluster in couples and pretend to be goofy, minus some members of the family who participate by not participating. …Or the one where we prance around like the cast of Friends, strolling through a path not quite wide enough for us to all saunter arm in arm. And Zach’s introduction of Liz into the family makes the sibling set complete! Oh what, these old things? We just happen to have matching blankets wrapped around our necks as we toss our coiffed hair in a woodland clearing- NBD. Ok fiiiiiinnnne- we can all admit that maybe Zach and Liz win for best interpretation of “muted woodland.” They are like a flipping Eddie Bauer add for love over here. But Lyman and Ruth win “best coordinating outfits,” and James and I get to have a baby, so I guess we are all winners of some sort. The boys… The girls… … and the in-laws who have learned to tolerate our crazy pack. Team #winlaw forever. No one I love better than this bunch in their muted woodland finery. Till next year, O Faithful Tripod!
- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramNow 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.First trip as a family of four in the books! And it just. About. Killed. Us. Henry’s face is me eying any suggestion to travel ever again. 😒 ✈️🙅♀️But of course, I know that in time I’ll forget the chaos and crazy and exhaustion and remember nothing but the joy of watching my whole big family meet the newest member of our little family. By “in time,” I mean a verrrrryyyy long time.