our cousin Jack (and his mama and papa) came to visit us from down south. we’ve gone to the pumpkin patch and storytime and the thrift store. we’ve made and eaten lots and lots of good food.
but my favorite moment so far came this afternoon when my little brother, Paul, walked in the room. he was carrying his son, trying to get him to sleep. i had my son in arms, willing his nap to continue. we looked at each other and recognized ourselves.