People often ask me if Brooke comes to weddings with me. There was that one time early on I thought I might need more help with wrangling family members for portraits, so I had her show up just for that part of the day. But nobody knew her, and she didn’t know anyone else, and it didn’t go so well. I realized I didn’t need an assistant, I just needed to yell louder. Honestly, I’m not good at telling anyone what to do, least of all my wife. Although certain weddings I travel for lend themselves to Brooke coming along. I wouldn’t call it a vacation, but it’s nice to spend that time together we wouldn’t have otherwise. And Brooke is particularly skilled at reading by a pool or watching movies in hotel rooms while I’m searching for missing cousins at cocktail hour. This past weekend I had a wedding on Long Island. In addition to having someone to dine with the night before (below), it made me really happy to have her on the five-hour journey belting all the latest pop songs together.