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.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

They are named after flowers

And apparently they are drawn to flowers.

These are my mom's petunias. And they are HUGE! The girls just had to pick them and put them in their hair.

Obviously Violet doesn't have that much hair, but she got in on the action just the same.

Good times at grandma's house.

1 comment:

Natalie said...

Holy Flower of Doom, Batman! Those petunias are gorgeous and must have had steroids. Eliza actually does the same thing with my mom's petunias, but it's a mini-variety that she usually puts INSIDE her ear instead of on top. Keeps it more secure, I guess!