One of the most significant impressions I took away from the time I spent in Bangladesh is the giant divide between the silence of young girls and the brilliant, almost piercing voices of older women who have been empowered. For the first few days the contrast left me disoriented until over and over again I [...]
Those are bracelets I bought for the girls in Bangladesh. And they were moments before balanced on Chuck’s head. And he’s sitting there looking at me like, so I’m still getting that treat, right? Sure, right after you tell Leta you BROKE HER BRACELETS. Let me know how that goes.
I bought Marlo this dress in Bangladesh, and I cannot handle the cuteness. Also, in the eight days I was gone her level of mischief quadrupled, and I’m reminded of how much two-year-olds are pretty much the best thing ever invented.