This is one of my all-time favorite photos of me and Chris. It was taken with a regular camera, so I don’t have a digital copy of it.
We took this photo in Central Park after he proposed in front of my apartment door in NYC. Both of us were graduate students at the time and limited on time and resources, so it didn’t seem too nerdy that he proposed with a power point presentation. At that point in our relationship, he could do no wrong in my eyes. Now, well…let’s just say that relationships evolve/ mature over time and I’ve come to love all the weirdness and idiosyncrasies about him.
“The earth laughs in flowers.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
Daisies remind me of open fields and sunshine. Their simplicity is full of cheerfulness.
When Elliot was around 3 years old, our daily morning routine involved walking to Starbucks every morning. Our place was conveniently located right across the street from it, so this gave us time to walk, socialize, hang out, and learn to love the cafe culture. lol. Elliot became enamored with the row of daisies on the sidewalk and he picked one every day. To this day, when he sees a daisy and he’s in a happy mood, he’ll pick one for me and his sister to put in our hair.
3 years old…daisy power. I could only find this printed picture.
Older brothers are fun to play with and to partner in mischief together. In some ways, brothers influence younger sisters to become tougher. Although there’s a big weight difference between my kids, wrestling and body slams are frequent plays. The other day I asked Elliot what he loves about his sister and his response, didn’t answer my question, summed it up nicely: “I love to annoy her.”
When Ellis was four years old and Elliot six, they were learning how to live in peace together. In tense moments, she’d sigh and say to herself, “Having an older brother is tough.” The older brother would say the same thing about a younger sister, especially one who got extra attention because of her medical condition.
They know how to push each other’s buttons and to love each other as best friends all at the same time. I guess it’s the beauty of sibling relationships. One minute they’re up to naughtiness, and the next is hugs and giggles.
Years ago when Elliot wore his sister’s favorite jammie pants
When he sees pretty flowers, he picks one for Ellis
Ellis can’t reach the pedal, so he pushes it down for her.