



Berrien Springs. Milwaukee. Pittsburgh. Grand Rapids. Back to Pittsburgh. Now back to Milwaukee












And speaking of the other two kids, as you can see, they refused to let Carrigan have this photo shoot to herself. As Mali said, "I'm three today, so you should take MY picture with Pooh". I'm not sure why she was wearing pajamas at that time of the day either. Brinnly wanted a piece of the action too, but couldn't stop jumping enough to completely fit into the picture. I guess interferences like these are just to be expected in the life of third kid!










You know how it always seems that whole-group pictures are taken almost as an afterthought at the end of a visit? As if the work of packing up the cars, rounding up kids, and saying good-byes weren't enough action. Well, the Meyer family was gracious enough to travel to Berrien Springs to celebrate Brinn's second birthday this weekend and for once, all TEN of us were captured in a great picture. (Just look past the fact that we appear to be standing by the wrong spouses--our Jonathan is in the black shirt Oh, and Mali dressed herself that day).












