Wearing the shirt my Grandma sewed for my Grandpa, wanting this cradle to be in her formative memory.
Grateful for friend's homes that immediately feel like they're yours too. ️
gentle snow + snuggles while we contemplate the more inclusive ways to name uncles + aunts in non-gendery ways. I'm just gonna play with baby toes while we brainstorm.
I'm so lucky that I get to be his parent Sure, I mess up more than I'd like to admit and I certainly get on his teenage nerves but we keep laughing+loving+shaking our heads at each other. We keep showing up.
talking about online dating and offering back to back riddles at a hundred miles an hour … the age where inner monologue is still on the outside