Kids live here. I saw a beautiful blog post earlier this year that was a collection of photos people have taken of the lovely signs we have around our homes every day that show 'kids live here'. Be it the 'shoe graveyard' outside the door to my garage, or the cap of the bubble jar laying on the front walk, or piles and piles of legos, or the beautiful splatters of paint decorating my sink after many days of sick girls painting. I'm not really a neat freak, much to Tom's dismay some days, but what that does allow is the ability to notice and be thankful for the signs that kids live here. Kids who are active and creative and fun. Kids that I love.
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