An Ode to May...

May is for little brothers hosing you off when you get sandy...


For big brothers eating you up...


and little sisters laughing...


May is for bigger brothers who make lemon-curd cream puffs, from scratch, and then share them...


for special duds, handed down from good friends...


for Whole Sophias, happy...


for big sisters, growing up...


and for sitting on big brothers who came to love on their biggest sister...


Blessings,