More Winter Vacation Pictures. . .

My brother (who I absolutely adore) and his girlfriend and his/their dog

The painting (top right) my mom did of one of her cello students.

My brother's sweatshirt (which none of us mentioned to his face --except maybe my husband because he wouldn't have any problem asking, the sweatshirt I thought she had made and he had worn out of sweet devotion) is in fact a leftover Salvation Army purchase for an "ugly Christmas sweater" party back in college.

He had asked her father's permission and was to propose to her later this night --which was Christmas Eve, but hadn't told any of us.

I love love love my little brother and still see him as being only a few years older than this.

P.S.!!!!!!!

(The scene of the crime --a few hours after the fact. . . I love the heart on the wall above their heads. )