This is a collage commemorating Andrew's quarter. Please note: the hair (which is actually two weeks bigger as he became ill and never got it cut), the books that took over my home, and the things that look like children's art (because it is, but Andrew wrote rough drafts over the top of it and then spent EXTRA time deciphering over the butterflies).
And me. My census came. I am thrilled. I have waited so long to participate in this genealogical dream and civic duty... And the lip craziness you can see in the photo healed after being given topical steroids.