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, December 21, 2009

A Christmas Miracle

Sometimes having three young children is very interesting.

Very interesting. Kind of like herding cats. None of them seem to understand what I want them to do. And if they do understand, they do the opposite just to spite me.

I'm not a cat person.

But yesterday before church we had a miracle. The girls were all dressed up in their Christmas dresses and very excited. So we decided to try to get a picture.

Back to that herding cats analogy. Ever tried to get a picture of three people? Let alone three young kids? Somebody is always mad or crying or looking the wrong way, or even missing.

Or all of the above.

Kind of like this:

But yesterday before church, we had a miracle. Actually two miracles. Actually, if we are adding exponentially, dozens of miracles!

Behold, three children, all cooperative, happy, smiling, looking at the camera, unstained, pressed and proper, well fed, faces washed and hair combed.


Merry Christmas!


Carol K said...

Wonderful picture, Heidi. Merry Christmas! Carol

Dad said...

The $15.00 we put in Calla must have been used up!