I love this picture of the two of them at their wedding reception.
This is my brother. He hasn’t changed much since these days either:
In looking at this picture I can smell the honey suckle climbing up the post behind us and taste the strawberries growing next to me. I wish my parents had never moved from that house we grew up in.
My little family has changed a bit from this:
Oliva was 4 months old in this one. About 5 months before she looked like so:
I look grouchy here. Probably because I’m huge and had to pee. I could never venture too far from the loo at this stage. More recently:
I’m happier and hubby is too: