For several days after Christmas, we had all of our kids home. We went to the park to take a few pictures. Michael and I actually got in the pictures this year.
I don't know what I love the best: cooking for all of them for several days, reminiscing over when they were all still living at home, the laughter, their clothes in the washer, hearing "momma" from more than three, hearing "Lollie" from two, having the kitchen tables pulled apart for games, or stepping over sleeping bodies in the floor every morning to start breakfast.
Can't even find the words . . .
Kyle, Jade, Eli and Journey
Kayla and Kevin
Hannah and Hugh
Leah and Rachel (!)
I can't hardly stand it. There is a whole lot of
"blessed" going on.