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.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Growing
We didn't get a chance to measure Brixton on his actual birthday, since we were in SF. But he probably hasn't grown that much in a month, right? Anyway, we've captured it now. He is slightly taller than his sister was at the same age....just a sign of things to come? I can vividly remember when my line on the wall stayed the same height, right when my little brother's was shooting up. And yeah, he's just a wee bit taller than me. Unity better get ready.
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2 comments:
I love that you guys have continued this tradition. And, oh yes, I do remember your sadness when your brother shot past you on the chart and then just kept on going. The thing about it though, is that you both turned out to be the perfect heights. I'm sure that will happen for Ms. U. and Mr. B. too!
Enjoy it now Unity.
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