Something in your eyes.

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I asked my girls to be ready last Friday afternoon at 2;30 for our annual Christmas card picture taking spectacular.  They appeased me.  I arrived home with Jack from school and we went to the garden center and took about 25 pictures.  A great improvement from last year when we took over 100 and had maybe 5 with Jack looking at the camera.  This year was not a difficult choice of my favorite.

See the light.

This is 3 oclock light in NEPA in December.

The light in Allies hair the smile and clear blue eyes of Missi.  The bounce of sunshine of my little mans blonde halo.

The three of them are looking into my eyes in this picture.  They are smiling because they Love me.   They must if they still take a Christmas card photo at 22 and 20 years old.  Jack's smile is a little forced but his eyes say more than anything else.  Missi chose her outfit and hat with braids in order to look "herself" as did Allie.  I was leaving to pick up Jack from school when the girls were shuffling about with the question "What do I wear THIS YEAR?"  I answer with we will be outside so your cute coats and hats scarves whatever you feel like.  Allie said of course she didnt have a coat that would "match" Missis black coat.
I got her the white coat she is wearing for a Christmas gift.  Couldnt bear to not give it to her early.  SHe is beautiful and she looks gorgeous in her early xmas gift.  Her hair is gorgeous her smile bright and clear. 
Their hearts and spirits are soaring beyond me in this picture.  True Love is coming from them to ME.  I look at this picture tonight and smile my heartwarmed smile because I am the luckiest woman in the world.

Look at Missis skin.... perfect.
Look at Jacks blue eyes-exciting.
Look at Allies smile- inviting and encouraging.

I can sleep tonight knowing that if and when I am lonely. discouraged, doubtful of my parenting, I can look at this picture and see the eyes of PEOPLE that will always LOVE me.  AS I will always love them.
Wherever you are right now, whenever you read this I want you to know I have never been more in Love than I am right now with these people that make my life... lifeworthy.








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