I’ve been in Maine for about a week and a half while my mother is recovering from surgery (knee replacements!). In between running errands, cooking, and hanging out, I’ve been doing some rumaging through old pictures. Here is a funny assortment of my brother Oliver and me:
6 and 8 years old (aren’t our catholic school uniforms cute?)
I must be about 2 years old here. I look like I’m trying to squish Olli’s head. And doesn’t my dad look like Steve Carell?
Ahhh, winter in Maine…
Adorable or what?