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, September 1, 2014

Eleven!

This girl. 



Eleven...
Grandma said, "Grace, what do you want for your birthday dinner?"

"Steak, baked potato, and lots of sour cream."

Grandpa told her that SHE took the steak HE wanted.  She looked at him and said, "Sorry."  

Then she kind of rolled her eyes and amended, "Actually, I am not sorry at all."

Birthday girl was staking her claim on her birthday steak.  It was so funny.

She is growing up.  She knows what she wants, plans how to get it, says what she thinks (no idea where she gets that), has a dry sense of humor that is mostly sarcasm (no idea where she gets that, either), and she is gracious and kind to everyone she meets.  

Love this girl. 
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