A Little Bit More…

                                                                         “Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
                                                                                Was singing! Without any presents at all!
                                                                  He HADN’T stopped Christmas from coming! IT CAME!
                                                                            Somehow or other, it came just the same!
                                                               And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
                                                                                      stood puzzling and puzzling:                      
                                                                                                How could it be so?
                                                                   It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
                                                                           It came without packages, boxes, or bags!
                                                            And he puzzled and puzzled, till his puzzler was sore.
                                                           Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before!
                                                    “Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.
                                                           Maybe Christmas… perhaps… means a little bit more.”
                                                                                                – the Grinch





If my Christmas contained just this hour of my life, I would be completely happy … what a fun, blessed Christmas with all my the girls running around …


What more could I ask for?



Treasures of memories …


{Look at this lil’ stinker. Every night, Lucia sleeps with us. She usually kicks me in the back and I often end up forced out of my bed and into her bed so she can cuddle with daddy.  She wakes up the minute he wakes up and cries if he has left the bed. She sometimes even sleeps on his chest all night long. She’s  a true daddy’s girl.}


Little Love …


So blessed. And grateful.

Not without gratitude to God do I count my blessings this Christmas …thankful for my ‘little bit more.’


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December 22, 2011 - 10:21 pm

Molly These are some of the most beautiful pictures ever…PLEASE share your talent with me. I have envisioned my girls decorating the tree with this “look” but not sure how to achieve it or if I eveen could with the equipment I have. Any info would be sooo greatly appreciated. Email should you ever find the time. Love your work all the way from NC!!!

December 21, 2011 - 11:21 am

Pam Soltesz Absolutely angelic photos, Gillian! Your girls are so cute and they sure do love their Daddy — who very obviously loves them right back!!! Merry Christmas to all of you this blessed season!

December 21, 2011 - 10:07 am

Brenda (Gillian’s Mom) Awh, these are precious pictures!!! Love the Christmas atmosphere!! And that the little girls LOVE their daddy! xo

December 21, 2011 - 10:04 am

Grandma Gerr What precious photos! <3

December 21, 2011 - 10:01 am

Lisa Truly gorgeous … the real meaning of Christmas. What great memories. I have an artist I love from Niagara On The Lake … the first one reminds me of a painting she would do .. .Trisha Romance … You have such amazing talent … Merry Christmas!!

December 21, 2011 - 9:49 am

Sherri Smith Such love shining through! You have a lot of a “little bit more” to be thankful for, truly. <3