He is my brother

Evan is very protective of his brother Jack. When we take a walk, he wants Jack to either hold my hand or his hand as we cross the street. If he doesn't, Evan totally freaks out and gets so worried that he will run in the street. I am grateful that Evan is concerned about Jack and freaks out so that I know there is a potential problem. Yesterday at church we were getting ready to leave but Jack did not want to hold my hand and he was running all around the building. I played the typical "parent card" and told Jack that we would have to leave him if he didn't come with me. He of course didn't come and so I said "OK, we are leaving now" and started walking away. Evan totally freaked out and said "Don't leave him - he is my brother". I almost cried I was so touched by Evan's recognition that he has a brother and we are a family. We talked a lot about family before Lauren was born, so that Evan knew that she was coming to be a part of our family, etc. That concept really took hold in him and he counts who is in our family every day.

High School Reunion

I am going to date myself here, but today is my 20th high school reunion. It is in Utah and I am here in California cuddling a newborn and running around two little boys. I wish that I could be there to visit with some of my fun friends. I am posting a picture from my choir trip to Nashville. Our show choir performed a Les Miserables medley that was very emotional. We didn't win the competition but we all thought we did awesome. Our choir also performed and had a great time. I was wearing "Units" in the picture (if you were in high school in '89 then you remember these!) which, when I reflect on them, were knit clothing that was very comfortable. I can't believe all of that happened 20 years ago. It seems like forever ago, but then how could it have been 20 years and not 5 or so years ago. I guess I felt like I should have been a grandma at my 20th reunion and not a new mother. Oh well - good times!