(me and my first baby at the berkeley marina)
it’s hard for me to imagine how TWENTY years could have passed since this guy arrived. i marvel that he can do things like fly across the country alone or make fried eggs or understand plato or show me special places in the town that i grew up in that i never knew about. he can drive, he shaves, he clears the table and he delights me with his quippy humor. he recently told lucy not to be upset that i invited so many people to her dance performance because “parents don’t have much to do.” when i look at him he’s every age… a tiny peanut in a car seat, a toddler whose hand i held with an iron grip because he was a runner, an elementary schooler with a fascination for james bond who always wore a suit to school on picture day, a middle schooler whose ski jumps made my heart stop in fear and a college student who sleeps and sleeps and sleeps when he’s home on break… he did NOT sleep like that as a baby! wishing you everything wonderful in the next twenty years my darling theo… i can only imagine all of the adventures to come. i LOVE you so! x0x0x
(we’ve always loved looking at the water… the herengracht canal in amsterdam)