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.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

It's called two

We have this child in our house.

Her name is Violet.

She's paper mache . . . 

. . . puppy . . .

. . . and a tornado . . .

. . . all rolled into one little package . . .

She does have some redeeming qualities. 

She's cute. 

And sometimes she holds still long enough that she accidentally sleeps.

I believe it's called Two.

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