Which is fine, but they were of all the same shots we already had, and we've lost two grandparents to foist them on this year alone. Grandpop lives in a motor home; he doesn't have room on his walls for a sepia 10x13, no matter how cute his great-grandchildren are, and I don't want seventeen copies of the same picture all over my own house. That's always the tricky bit, the bigger pictures. I was very careful in counting the ones that we ordered, because while I could give wallet sizes to everyone in my family and still have to re-order, not everyone is so enchanted with my children that they want ginormous studio portraits.

Oh well, we'll figure something out. Maybe my mom will want the other big one for her hallway. And my sister and brother would probably each take a 5x7. I'll go shopping for frames this week and finally (!) get the older portraits up as well, and we'll see if we can't make this house look like someone lives here.

It's been almost two years and all we have are blinds. No curtains, nothing on the walls, and the dreadful wallpaper border is still up in the dining room. On the other hand, why rush out and buy the first thing I find? Much better to live with the blinds and the moose until I find the exact right thing, something I love and won't want to change within three months. That gets expensive. We've waited two years; we can wait a bit more! Maybe once we stop needing to buy diapers.

Please god, may that time come soon.