Moving Out, Moving on, Moving up

Dear White House with the Red Door;

I fell in love with you long before I ever stepped through your front door. You were the house I always dreamed about living in. It was your charm that drew me to you. Who wouldn't love the white house with the red door?

You became my dream home after Bryan & I got engaged and our dream of owning you became reality. We added our own personal touches and were in love. 

You were the house we came home to after our honeymoon. 

You were the house we brought our babies home to. 

You were home.  

You have left us with so many memories, laughter and good times.

It was hard to say goodbye

 But we move onward.

We look forward to new memories, to new adventures in the House at the End of the Cul De Sac.

In a house we are building as a family that we will fill with the same love you were filled with.

We love you little white house! 

Thanks for the memories. 

Thanks for being our house.

Thanks for letting us make you home.

Play Toys

One of my all time favorite things to do is sit and watch my children 'play toys'. I love listening to the conversations they have with each other, with themselves and with their toys. It does my heart so good. I know that all too quickly they will not want to play toys so these moments will be held close to my heart.