Since having Linus we have been thinking a lot about the idea of traditions for us as a family.  Something that we do every year the same time. Maybe traditions are like anchors that can make you feel safe and part of something real and constant. Like you have a place you can always return to just by recalling the smell of oranges warming on a heater on a cold Christmas day or rising on an early summer morning for a trip to Disneyland.

Linus is really small and he probably won’t remember much of these days as we build the world around him, but still we try. Maybe its more for us then for him for now. We are adding this aspect of parenthood to the list. The part when we recall our childhood and then invent it all over again for someone else.

New Year's Day at the Getty