Happy Birthday, Vova!
mama holding out a lizard for vova to torture
i love this photo because a) it's with my grandpa; b) vova looks vaguely presidential.
Vova dislikes his birthday almost as much as I do, and yet time could care less. It's that day of the year again.
Nevertheless, today is special to me. I wish I lived closer so I could bake something delicious, and come over to grill some meat and do a sort of a yearly stand-up (how far we've come, where we are now, where we're heading, and what are our blockers).
Vova and I have had our share of obstacles in life. He is my only brother, and my heart will always hurt when his does. And if I were with him today, I would remind him that no matter how tall the order seems (a pretty tiny girl, in this case :), we've never laid down without a fight.
This is just the beginning of something great.