Dear Reese,
We hang out with you Aunt Jenn this morning in Bailey’s Harbor — Roost + Banter, Farmer’s Market, The Ridges — a familiar Sunday morning loop. When we’re back bayside, she comes by to see where they’ve broken ground on our future home.
She asks if we have a picture of us in front of it yet, and we don’t, so she takes a couple.
I bet some day these beginning stages will feel so long ago, but right now it feels very far away, and very surreal. We are building you the home you will remember growing up in. Wild.
Love,
Mama