baking lessons with three of my girls. From left to right, Isla(Canada), Annina(Switzerland) and Kristina (Canada). They love coming over because my home feels like "Home" to them.
now they realize the camera is out!
Isla is showing off the unreasonable amount of chocolate chips we put in our cookies
to make them bites of intense awesomeness
Our home, upon entering the front door...At random moments of the day, any part of this scene may be accentuated by the presence of one or two more of the single guy staffers eating baked goodies or leftover dinners, or sometimes just a chill place to hang out before OR after work.
Our colourful and quirky living room where at least three times a week a bunch of girls sprawl across the couches, and at least twice, John has his guys over for serious man time. They drink coffee and grunt through serious man business. Cannot be more specific on that as I am never invited to those session... Can't imagine why, frankly!
1 comment:
umm... I miss you and I want to come to your house and hang out. When are John's parents coming down for Christmas and how can I get something to them to bring to you??
Email me or comment on my blog and let me know. COME HOME, DANYA. No, that is mean. Keep doing what God called you to. I am happy to encourage you in that. But hopefully he calls you back here soon. I want my kids to run around and play with your beautiful babes.
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