Yesterday, my brother and his family, our parents and my family all met to take the kiddos to Schramm’s Farm, continuing a tradition that began when we were kids ourselves.
This morning, as I was working from home before Avi’s parent teacher conference (verdict: rockstar) I got a delightful email full of photos that highlighted one extraordinarily important fact.
My little brother and I, in our infinite wisdom yet varied approaches to life, the universe and everything – and with the esteemed assistance and contribution of our respective partners, of course – have managed to produce two of the cutest children in the history of all mankind. For serious.
The hand holding? Kills me. SO CUTE.
So, yeah. They’re brilliant and awesome and all that stuff that everyone else’s kids are, too. But come on – that’s some extra special adorable going on, don’t you think?