From Thanksgiving.

trips down and back while the babies sleep. a table that has not changed in years (familiarity we love). a stroller race through the George Mason campus. voices in the kitchen. family stories. blessings counted.


10 years ago.

One decade ago last weekend, Blake drove up to Massachusetts to propose. In a parking lot in the pouring rain, he asked if I would marry him, not knowing the mountains there were to climb or the small, everyday moments that would take our breath away or the tears we'd shed over broken things or the way our hearts would explode when our babies were born.

And I said yes, knowing that all of these things would be better with him.


To remember.

The smell of her semi-sweet baby breath. Mullet curls. His little lisp. Him getting out of bed every night to snuggle (heater fears). Her head-over-heels run. Her love of books (current favorites: Blah Blah Black Sheep, the Disney Easter book). His requests for the same bedtime songs every night (Mommy Loves You, You Are My Sunshine, I'll Love You Forever, Lightnight McQueen on repeat). Their laughter coming down the hall.


Autumn, New York.

A weeknight in Brooklyn at the MOFAD, struck by all of the things I have yet to learn. Dinner at Hearth in the East Village, with the vegetable dishes of my dreams. Mornings in Central Park, running the loop en masse, an awakening of the city - my favorite day part, and favorite place to spend it.

Chicago Meetings.

From Chicago for meetings: leaving in the wee hours of Monday morning, landing to snow. Dinner at the delicious Galit. Long meetings and coffee dates. Home to snuggle babies, to fill the dishwasher, to talk (actually talk) with Blake.

This, it seems, was the cadence of our year.


The kids lately.

loves books and her brother's LEGOs and throwing herself over the couch. gives us kisses when we say goodbye. dislikes diaper changes and car rides (still). sleeps with my old blanket pressed up against her cheek. 
throws birthday parties for his stuffed animals. constantly curious about the spelling of words. loves LEGOs and superheroes and letting his mind wander. resists staying in his own bed. says "I love you" after bedtime songs. 


Halloween 2019.

Halloween parades and parties at school, multiple costume changes, trick-or-treating through downtown Guilford, the sheer excitement in approaching every "spooky" house, sugar before bedtime, all of the stuff of childhood.