The BEST part of the wedding was at the end. I hugged my brother, told him I loved him, and he hugged me back and said, “I love you, too.”


This never happens. It pleases me. I am chuffed. I will cherish that moment forever. *sigh* Lovely. 🙂


My brain is mush. 😦 My brother is getting married on Saturday and I’m bummed that I really won’t get to see him at all since he is so busy
(understandably so). Plus, this is likely the only time he’ll be able to visit this year so unless we go see him in DC for Christmas or something, I won’t see him at all. 😦 It makes me super sad. Partly because I want him to see my awesome kids, and partly because, well, he is AWESOME and I miss him. WHY DOES HE HAVE TO LIVE IN DC???

Also, a bunch of my cousins are flying for the wedding (harumph, they didn’t fly in for MY wedding, *grumble*grumble*grumble*) and will only be staying the weekend as well. I know it’s selfish of me to expect people to stay longer (especially to see my awesome babies) but I really am sad. We are all so far-flung and so rarely get to see each other. It seems a shame not see them longer.

Every time my brother goes home after a visit, I feel so bereft and sad. He is such a great guy (and it’s not just because he is one of my dedicated blog readers). It makes me so sad that he lives across the country and that we see him so little. DS ADORES him and loves to play and scream and tire my brother out. It is such a blessing to have such good family.

He just left and I miss him already. 😦