There's really no place like home. My home can be so many things at one time. It can be crazy, chaotic (of course with 4 sons), creative, a place of refuge, a place of discipline, a place of happiness, or even sadness. But the thing I love the most is that is the place where me and my 5 boys (including Kelly here) can be just us. No worries about anything. We can just be us. And I love that. The word HOME is such a nice word to me. I love being home!!!
What do you think of when you hear the word home?
1 comments:
oh i think of flannel pants, movies, and warm soft people that love me.
or i think of flowers, farm, and lots of work! depends on the day.;D
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