Home...there's no place like it. It's the place where my children throw their toys in the foyer, knock over their drink and wipe up half of it, placing a towel over the area so that no one will slip on it, and where the toddlers scream and leave fingerprints pretty much everywhere.
Okay so it's not a perfect home but it's home. Sometimes, when it's quiet, i think about all of the in things that make my home a "home" and I'm convinced that there's nothing like it. I miss the noise. I miss the sticky little fingers, and I definitely couldn't begin to imagine how much I'd miss those sweet little hugs and kisses that I always get from my little ones. If it were any different, it wouldn't be home.
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