As family time rolls on here in the Midwest, I thought I would take some time and share a family I love dearly with you.
Eight years ago when we first moved to the great white north, Ash and Karen didn’t have any of their own babies yet. And so with much love in their hearts, delicious food to feed, and purple couches to make you feel at home, they opened their home to little adults like my sister and I to escape the angsts of teen world for a while.
Fast forward four years to the arrival of their own baby. Little baby autumn. When she was just a wee one, Autumn would come over to our house. We would take her on long walks and feed her M&M’s and noodles for dinner. Think what you want, but we were bomb babysitters.
Now little Baby A just turned five and started at Kindergarten. And new baby sister Noelle has gone from 10 minutes old to a profoundly rotund and squishy little thang.
Little humans really do grow up and it is shocking how simultaneously patient and fleeting the process is.
These Braquets mean a lot to me and their babies mean a lot to them.
Baby A, born in the autumn time, has spent every birthday out at the Harvest festival. And so on birthday day number five, with little Noelle dressed in the same get up that kept Baby A warm her first harvest year, the Braquet’s and their babies celebrated the fifth year of their Autumn.
I hope your holidays felt just like this & you’re recovering and resting nicely.
It’s a privilege watching people grow. And I hope that you all, wherever you are and whoever you get to savor the presence of the people you love as that 2015 comes to us.
Wishing you all well.
Lots of loves and kisses.