
This is Priscilla. She jumped in my car one night while I was leaving church. She was much thinner then. She’s a very talkative opinionated cat.

She also has a really good resting well.. unhappy face. I promise she’s happy.

This is Priscilla. She jumped in my car one night while I was leaving church. She was much thinner then. She’s a very talkative opinionated cat.

She also has a really good resting well.. unhappy face. I promise she’s happy.
For my birthday we go to the Nelson Atkins Art Gallery every year. I love to see how each kid discovers something new they love about the Nelson. Along the way I try to take a few pictures to remind us of our time. I realized there seems to be an issue getting a good group photo.
Have you ever wondered how many pictures a parent has to take to get the right one?

First picture. #6 thinks he can be cute and lay to the side. #1 is fixing her hair, #2 is smiling weird, #3.5 is telling #4 and #5 to do something.

Second Picture: #5 isn’t smiling his hair is messed up and #4 and #6 are smiling strangely.

Third Picture: Geez! It seems the youngest 3 still can’t get it together.

Fourth Picture: Well.. now the front row is starting to cave, and #6 is back to thinking is special.

Fifth Picture: #5 and #6 are messing this one up

Sixth Picture: I guess 6 out of 7 isn’t bad.

Seventh Picture: As #6 would say “perfect!”
Sometimes as a mom you get to peek into the lives of you children and it makes your heart happy. #3.5 is quite the artist. She draws all the time, and I think she inspires #6 to do the same. A couple of nights ago #3.5 was sitting at the table drawing, and #6 started drawing with her.


He’s not sure how to sharpen the colored pencil so she’s showing him.


She let him use her phone to draw a sea life.


Not too bad for a 5 year old.
I've been taking Christmas pictures of my children since well.. I've had them. The other night #6 brought me an 8 year old Christmas photo and was VERY VERY sad. You know sobbing with the lip out sad.
I asked him what was wrong, and he told me; "I'm not in this picture. Where am I mommy?"
I did the best I could explaining to a 3 year old where he was 8 years ago, and he demanded that I somehow put him in the picture.
I asked him why he wanted to be in the picture, and you know what that sweet little muffin said? "I just love my fambly (family) and I want to be with them." That warms my heart. 🙂