We are home and glad to be here after a long 12-hour drive. We left with six kids and came back with six, so I consider this a success. Surprisingly, they all did well…even Baby A. It’s not easy to sit in a car that long, but we were armed with a variety of snacks, puzzles, and gameboy paraphernalia. We stopped to stretch often. The kids also slept a good portion of the time. I think all the walking in Niagara wore them out.

Niagara Falls was amazing. The last time I was there was at the age of five. I remember my father hoisting me up onto his shoulders and feeling like I was on top of the world, as I peered down onto Horseshoe Falls.

Over the last few days, I wondered if my little girl perspective was a bit off. Perhaps being so small made everything seem larger than it really was. I found myself almost giddy with anticipation to visit once more. I was delighted to find that the falls were just as astonishingly large and breathtaking to this thirty-something girl.

I felt small again as I soaked (literally and figuratively) in this God made wonder.

The kids enjoyed the Maid of the Mist and our 5yo son said he imagined he was in a hurricane. I hope they too will visit again one day, remember our trip, and maybe like their Mom, ponder how small we still really are.

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