All growing up, I lived in the same house that I came home from the hospital in back in 1980. When my parents became empty nesters and decided to move out to the country, I felt a little put off. How could they do this to me? My one source of stability in this ever changing world was to always COME HOME to 1608 Prospect Street where we had lived my entire life.
Of course it’s amazing out here. It makes me wonder how many things I haven’t experienced because I don’t like change and refuse to sacrifice the good for the great. Anyway, here are the kids in their pajamas hanging out on a hay bail.
I LOVE these photos. Came over from the blog hop on Haute mom. It took me a little bit to figure out how to comment. I can be known as a techno ditz at times. So happy for your hubby in finding work. It sure is hard to be without a job…been there done that.
Reaindg this makes my decisions easier than taking candy from a baby.