Little houses …

I finished this little cross stitch yesterday. I condensed the pattern to fit into this frame I already had. Love grows best in little houses. After almost 27 years in this little house I like to think this is true. We’ve looked at different houses over the years but never found anything we thought would be the perfect fit for us. We’re not that picky – at least not where the house is concerned. Our pickiness is directed more towards location. We have to live in the country. In my younger years, I wanted someplace that was far far away – gravel road, long drive, no neighbors. Now that I’m older, I can appreciate the fact that we live along the highway. We can always get to town, no matter the weather. And very little gravel. You have to turn onto the gravel to get to our driveway but that is all. I would like to not even have that at this point. Gravel dust is not fun when it’s dry out. And neighbors are nice to have. We have great neighbors. They aren’t that close but it’s nice to know they are there!

This little house is where we brought all three boys home after they were born. Abby was two when we moved here. It’s where all our memories are. Three bedrooms, one bathroom, four kids. With the kids spread out in age we’ve never had all four living here at the same time so I suppose that helped. There’s two still at home now. Eric will be going to college in the fall so we’ll be down to one. This tiny house will feel like a mansion yo us then. In all the years we’ve never only had one kid at home. Hopefully Eric will come home for the summers – at least that first summer. He knows he’s always welcome!

I used to enjoy watching House Hunters. I had to laugh every time they would list their must haves – one bathroom was never enough. Two sinks in the master bath was a requirement. The bigger the house seemed to be the better. And yet, we’ve lived in this little old farm house with low ceilings, one small bathroom and small kitchen. We eat our meals in the dining room. We do our living in the living room. We always know where the other one is. You really can’t get lost in this house! And we’re cozy. We’re happy. We have everything we need.

We have three acres for the kids to run and play. We have a shop outside for the guys to build things and work on things. We have room to have a clothes line and a garden (which I’m hoping to have this year!). We have room for the dog to run. We have a fire pit. We have a nice big driveway for people to park their cars. We have room for the camper in the summer. We have everything we need and then some. We have so many memories in this little house. I’m happy here. I’m content. I do think love grows best in little houses!