The Molecules that Make up Eternity...

This is the kind of moment for which I posted those photos the other day. I looked up from the dishes, out the kitchen window, to see Jasper on the grass with the baby. I knew I had to pause, and drink it in. I saw the bookends of a decade of effort to build a family, and all the craziness disappeared for a moment. I felt peaceful. I felt grateful.

He Ain't Heavy. He's My Brother.

Jasper's Volcanic Slime Birthday Cake

In Other News . . .

After a couple of serious posts--dun dun dunnnnn--I couldn't resist posting this very serious and profound video clip. It's an old favorite that brings me to tears every time. Pay close attention . . .

For a higher quality view of the same video, visit this previous post.

Emily, this post is brought to you by the letters D and C. D is for 'Dis!', which Willa exclaims as she points out that in this video that Ruby suddenly has some new, larger body parts. C is for Cheesy, because Jasper's cheesy grin was born for Disco.

"Dis America dance?" Willa asks in wide-eyed admiration.