Morrison is a Dad now, as he was always meant to be, and I get the privilege of watching it, every day. When we first started dating, I had two too many glasses of wine …
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Dad
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peak peek lose loose
Morrison reads pretty much everything I write before I turn it in, especially pitch documents and outlines which I sometimes rush through. Basically his brain is the absolute best with streamlining, making things clear, while …
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we have Clothes
One of my favorite things about Morrison is that he has these occasional moments of profound perspective and gratitude in which he truly just stops to appreciate what he has, out loud. Oftentimes the thing …
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Alarm
This morning, while Joe was napping, I burnt some bacon, set off the smoke alarms. He woke up crying and confused, what was that sound and what are ears and was I sleeping, and WHAT …
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Bop!
A very happy birthday to our Bop, which is only the greatest kid-constructed word for Grandma known to man. Joseph’s middle name sake always has a baked good on the counter, collects weird nativity scenes, …
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in a name
Sometimes I’ll experience a singular life moment, and afterwards I’ll be like: I didn’t get any pictures of it! And then I realize it’s because I was too busy….living it? If you get a picture …
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a bath
Watching my Mom give my son a bath, I realize that life is a series of Realizing things too Late. Years from now, I’ll be giving my son’s baby a bath, and I’ll start to …
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seven years
Two old young things (pictured here on their first Valentine’s together, a certain number of years ago, which featured graphic T’s and exposed bra straps) flop onto their bed together, in the middle of the …
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The Impossible
Nighttime. Time for bed. Morrison innocently eats a bowl of cereal at the kitchen counter. We’ve spent the night apart, me watching a movie, Morrison playing what I perceive to be a very intricate Viking …
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The Painting and the Statue
The other night, this old picture popped up in the weird ‘here are you picture memories’ phone thing. It’s from a 2015 trip to Palm Springs with my forever friend Elizabeth (WHO IS STILL THIS …