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.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Little V is getting . . . not so little.

I'm always amazed when my children suddenly seem to explode with growing up. Suddenly Violet is reaching all kinds of new levels and doing all kinds of new things. She's communicating with words, is obsessed with puppies, gives high fives, thumbs up, and wears her baby cow (which she calls a puppy, but the kitty is a baby).



She is my newest "runner" (Go give this to your sister, please, and off she goes) and the other day when we were getting Calla ready for school, she insisted she have a backpack, too.



She got a new hat a couple weeks ago and she was so proud. She walked around here grinning and showing off for about an hour.



When she was about a week old I told Brent that we needed to get another one because this one was growing up too fast.

But oh they are fun to watch grow.
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