Here is Eli. . . laughing at the crazy family he's joined. . .
And here's an attempt at getting a photo with the fam and our Christmas tree. . .
(not stolen this year)
and also the smallest e.v.e.r. . .
and not from a romantic tree farm, but from Menards
two balsam firs left, propped in the balsam fir corner. . .
(what, people? it's only December third!!!)
we took one. . .
and then we managed to get every head in the picture. . .
then we had to keep trying for a better one. . .
with the camera battery light flashing (story of my life)
and Jacob and Cambria were both trying to stand on the same chair
and Jacob fell off. You can see him in the lower left had corner.
And this last one. . . well. . . this is why we get other people to take pictures for us.
But I can't help but thank God for the joy that He's brought this year. . .
so thankful. . .
my heart is so full. . .
tonight we eat our annual Christmas tree enchiladas. . .
kids go to bed
happily relatively peacefully
Daniel's having fun at his gym night. .
I put lights on the tree and cuddle Eli and turn Michael Buble up. . .
sitting here writing and eating peppermint patties (I think they're fat free)
and I just praise God.
So many empty places in my heart that He's filled.
Thankful for my crazy little family. . . each one.