Today I felt blessed...because our home is USED. Upon returning home I maneuvered through the evidence from our afternoon:
a) a huge train track all set up in a way I could never duplicate
b) scads of paper with amazing drawings
c) an entire living room set up as a farm
d) Little House on the Prairie cut-outs, depicting the most recently read chapter of On the Shores of Silver Lake
e) baked-clay creations from yesterday
f) a 1/2 assembled wooden helicopter kit
Oh yes...and the dirty dishes from lunch. I remember dreaming years ago about the household I hoped to be a part of someday--where home was where the action was at--where you couldn't wait to get back so you could see what was shakin'. Let me tell you...that dream has come true. We are quaking at about 8.5, and I'm loving it!