(Welcome if you've arrived here from Laurie Schultz's blog !) Over the years the definition of Home for me has changed. Growing up it was, of course, the house I lived in with my parents and my brothers. Even after college when I moved to another state “home” was still back in that house. Although my apartments were homey and some of my roommates became like family to me, Home was always back in my hometown in the house I grew up in. Even after moving in with Paul, getting married, and buying our own house, a small part of me still felt like home was back in Pennsylvania. We were creating our own newlywed version of home but I always referred to going to my parents’ house as “going home.” This has changed since having children though. Now home is here- where my heart is, figuratively and literally. It’s wonderful and exhausting and messy and crazy- usually all at once. And I wouldn't change any of it. Now, home is where my hubby takes care of thin
I think I need your taco recipe ;) Sweet photos!
ReplyDeleteEmily these are awesome! Hide and seek are you kidding me...LOVE!
ReplyDeleteGosh, I'm thinking you need to get into food photography too....your food is so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteUmmm…yum! That looks delicious! Two kids AND you make your own noodles??? Impressive! Yeah, I think you need to do food photography, too. :) And I love the shot of the back of your little one walking. Her arms and little leg up are precious!
ReplyDeleteYummies and cuteness all in one post. Love it! I may have to pull out the muffin tins - love the idea of using it for snacks. :)
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