Here's a conversation I had with David the other day:
me: "this house is a wreak!"
david: "no it's not, it's just loved."
me: "what do you mean by that?"
david: "what's the good of a home if you can't live in it and get it messy? Some people want to live in museums, I'm not one of those people."
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After that conversation, I started think, I started looking around and I realized, "man, our home IS loved." These are some of the signs that our home is loved:
Puzzles and blocks everywhere!
Toys in the kitchen.
Trains, planes and automobiles everywhere you look!
Little shoes in the living room. As if they walked there themselves.
A sleepy, swaddled, sweet and soft newborn swinging away in her cradle swing.
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Our home is loved
Gosh, I love our home!
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