Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Growing
The other night Chris said "look, Unity is half your height now." No way I said. Not possible. He got the camera and told her to stand next to me and lo and behold...I am offically opening the betting pool- how long will it take for Unity to grow taller than me? And some more fun satorial choices from both kids. I swear sometimes Unity's outfits remind me of that photo book Fruits about the Tokyo teenagers.




Labels:
fashion,
growing,
just hanging out
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How can she possibly be that big? How much has she grown since her birthday? And fashion sense? Well, Brixton is clearly into supporting good causes. Unity? She's clearly(?) into . . . . everything!!
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