March 2nd, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter
I have made similarly grand statements about babies before, but this time I REALLY ACTUALLY MEAN IT. My niece Livy is REALLY ACTUALLY the cutest, most beautiful baby in all of the world.
She will hold the seat for all of time, or perhaps until I have a kid of my own, at which point she will be denoted to second place, unless of course, Livy remains cuter than my actual kid, which, given the picture above, IS ENTIRELY POSSIBLE.
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February 27th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter
Please meet the newest Brunstetter, and the first Grandkid: this beautiful and perfect little cabbage patch friend:
Her parents are tired and over the moon and filled with feeling and joy and purpose and gratitude and love and light. OH WAIT. That’s her grandparents, as they plot her kidnapping. Her actual parents, Pete and Mary, they are, you know, tired and hungry and overwhelmed, but also happy. CONGRATS TO ALL! OLIVIA I CAN’T WAIT TO START YOU AN INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT AND GET YOU AN INTERNSHIP AND ACCIDENTALLY SAY BAD WORDS AROUND YOU THEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN THEM AND JUST EXPAND YOUR WORLD, IN GENERAL!
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January 28th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter
I spent most of yesterday grinning like an overjoyed idiot. It was one of the best days in recent memory, and lets remember that I have both BEEN MARRIED AND BEEN ON A HONEYMOON AND ALSO TO GOLDEN GLOBES recently, so that’s saying a whole lot. (Also, obviously, all of those things were also pretty great.) First, I got to meet and hold my brand new perfect beautiful niece Ruby, and be her mattress for a while:
And also spend some time hanging with Blaine and Jason, learning the bitter truth about what happens to ones lady parts when one gives birth, which in its own way, was quite joyous, as nobody describes crazy things better than Blaine Barbee. As if that wasn’t enough, I then hit the road with Julien to Kinston, NC, and dined at Chef and the Farmer, Chef Vivian Howard’s farm to table restaurant that I have been clinically obsessed with for months:
We stuffed ourselves silly with grits and turnip greens and collards and pork rinds and country ham and dirty peanut rice and guinea pot pie and rutabagas and apple moonshine cocktails and other things I can’t remember, as we ordered EIGHT THINGS. PS JULIEN ALSO BROKE HER FACE.
SEEKING TWO FACE CASTS / PLS CONTACT WITH DETAILS.
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December 5th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
I mean I imagine life becomes richer / deeper / fuller and you grow in patience and selflessness but then also mostly you get to eat their fruit snacks. Weird that I already can’t wait for that? Giant-femured Kid: Mom, where’d all the fruit snacks go? Me: MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.
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November 13th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
Blaine and Carrie and I have been a trinity of friendship for something like 15 years now. We know each other’s souls and make each other laugh. All we used to do it sit around on various couches talkin’ smack about plays and Mr. Big. Now, all we ever want is just to have five minutes where we are all in the same place, on some couch. As we keep getting older, it keeps getting harder to maintain the holy bond, But we do our damnedest. Three different states, three different lives, three different schedules. In the last six months alone, we had Carrie’s Beyonce themed Beybe shower in NYC:
then my nuptials:
And yesterday, Blaine’s coed party that was maybe about the baby she’s bout to have but in no way was it a baby shower, not at all, more of a gathering with beer and mini ham biscuits for an inexplicit purpose:
I think the trick to maintaining old friendships well into adulthood is showing up. Sometimes you hop a plane, shuffle things around, max out credit cards, and you show up physically. Sometimes you can’t make that magic happen, so you just show up emotionally with a phone call. However you manage to do it: show up. Be there. With these gals (and their husbands and offsprings) I NEVER. EVER. REGRET IT.
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October 13th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
Oh nothing, just Morrison’s nephew Morrison bringing the heat with the same at once loving and unsettling eyes that his Uncle has, or as his mom aptly put it, ‘casually staring into your soul.’
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September 12th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
A few months ago, I happened upon these childrens’ overalls in a vintage store, and obviously I bought them because HOW COULD YOU NOT.
My idea: to send them to darling nephew Luke, in the hopes that when he grew out them, they would be passed to another cousin to wear, and then to another, and then to another, until all of the grown adult cousins sit around a bonfire someday, making fun of their lame parents, remembering how they once all were made to wear the same pair of overalls. I’M HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE: IT BEGINS.
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August 19th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
The happiest of birthdays to my sweet sister Carrie, who now has a BABY, which is tangible evidence of years passing and thing changing, so much so that time is a now dull ache in my heart instead of a thrill that jolts through it. MISS AND LOVE, SISTER.
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July 23rd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
Okay sure, one might say that a human baby is just like any other human baby who will grow into a full sized human, who smiles occasionally but it’s probably just gas and occasionally poses with his chin on his hand or throws side eye, who sleeps sometimes, but really none of these things are all that remarkable, but one MAY NOT HAVE YET TO MEET MORRIS’S NEW NEPHEW MOJO WHO IS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS.
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June 26th, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter
Anne calls Luke the baby ambassador, basically because he makes it seem like all babies spend 90% of their time giggling and gazing at you lovingly, and you know, never screaming ever at all. LUKE I CAN’T WAIT TO VISIT YOUR COUNTRY / IT BETTER NOT HAVE CHANGED.
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