After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Ice cream and pine cones

Grandma gave Calla an ice cream cone today. Calla sat there eating it--or rather picking at it like Calla does--and after chewing off one side and sucking all the ice cream out of it she handed it to me. "Here mom, you can have my pine cone." Oh my little Calla. You make my insides happy.