I Ordered Myself a Mug

Back in March, I went away for the weekend with a friend. While I was gone, my husband did the sweetest thing. He took all six kids out and tried to get a good photo of them so they could have it put on a mug for my birthday.

The results were hilarious. Not only did he realize that it is nearly impossible to get a good photo of all six kids together, but also he realized too late that getting a photo on a mug isn’t something you can even have done in Indonesia.

So, a few days later on my birthday, I opened this. And yes, the picture was glued.

I was promised that when we got back to the States, they would order me a mug.

Well, we’ve been busy and it hasn’t happened. So I took matters into my own hands and decided to order the mug myself.

The only problem was that I couldn’t find the photo. My husband had actually had me merge a few photos together to get a good one and for the life of me, I couldn’t find the one we had edited.

So I had to look through the other photos. And boy did I have some winners to choose from!


Zachary didn’t want to be in the photos, so he started crawling away.

They pulled him back, and he just sat down.

So then they just all got down and crawled…Zachary looks scared!

They then tried a new pose. These were cute, but they won’t fit well on a mug.

Next was a brilliant idea…why don’t they just hold Zachary?

He didn’t seem to like Caleb, So Alaina gave it a try.

Nope, not working.

So let’s just put him down again. Off he goes! I think the older kids have had it. What’s wrong with this kid?

What are you crazy people doing?

Everyone seems happy now!


So which one did I choose? It was hard, but think the photo of Zachary staring at his crazy family is a perfect way to sum up the day. He caused all the problems and then had the audacity to look at the other five as if they were doing something wrong. Or else to say, “Who me?”

So what’s the point of all this?

Sometimes, the best memories are the real ones. They are the days that didn’t go quite right, the not-so-perfect hair day, the day when you burnt the dinner five minutes before guests arrived, the day you forgot to put the coffee pot where it belongs and the coffee brewed all over your counter.

Life isn’t perfect. It doesn’t have to be. But it’s real and we can embrace it all — the good, the bad, and the downright crazy — or we can flitter away our precious memories wishing for everything to be perfect.

No thank you. Each day, as I sip my coffee, I’ll remember the craziness of these little people and the laughs that come with it.