It's happening slowly. A little more each day. Some rooms in our house feel more like home with the presence of our things and the sound of laughter. Other rooms are taking a bit longer. I am still deciding where to put certain things. My boys are uncertain where to put bowls, cups, and pots after they unload the wash. I find bowls in funny places. We are still adjusting to our life in this home. We are finding our rhythm here ever so slowly. As I bake, feed, eat and clean the rhythm will come naturally and slowly. And before I know it this house will be filled with love and laughter, joy and happiness and sweet memories. It will become "us".
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