When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never go away... because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland."


Since I can remember, tulips have always been my favorite. To me they are the perfect flower--simple and beautiful.
It wasn't until Don brought these flowers home last week that I remembered this poem and that tulips are from Holland. Maybe I was always supposed to go to Holland... Sometimes life takes you places that you never expected but it ends up being the best place for you. It's definitely not what I planned for, but now that we're here, we're taking it all in.
We have learned so much since sweet baby Jayne came to our family. She has brought so much joy to our home and makes us smile everyday. I have been able to connect, through blogs, with some amazing families that we never would have been able to, were it not for Jayne. They have inspired me and help me to appreciate all the beauty of this new world we are a part of. There really are some very special, very lovely things about Holland...
We love you baby Jayne!




One cute little leprechaun!

Easton colored this leprechaun in preschool. He was so excited all day! I came upstairs and saw him getting into something and asked what he was doing. He said, "I'm just making mischief mom. I'm getting some cookies!" I guess he thought that as long as he said he was getting into "mischief," then he couldn't get in trouble. He is so funny!
Easton worked all day on setting a trap for "Lucy the Leprechaun." He was determined to catch her. It was so cute!
The trap is set, with a 4-leaf clover coin to lure her in. He was so proud of himself. There was string all over the family room.
Lucy finally came when Elle got home from school. She made mischief downstairs and left a big mess for the kids and the first clue for a treasure hunt!
Finding clues together


After lunch, he wanted to "get the fence" with snowballs. It was the funniest thing seeing him in his swimsuit throwing snowballs. 





Jayne's new favorite thing is playing Peek-a-boo. If I am holding her facing me, she takes her blanket, covers my face, and then slowly uncovers it and gets so excited when I say "Peek-a-boo!" It is the cutest thing!
Finally, a snow storm to make a snow man
Silly little kids wearing silly hats
