My real home

 So my mom told me this would happen. I've been waiting to for it to happen.  I wondered if it ever would. And a little over a year later it has happened. My house finally feels like MY home. It's definitely not perfect. Some rooms are almost 7degrees colder or warmer than the rest of the house, I cant do dishes while Lucas' is napping because the kitchen right next to his room, and there is a leak. But its my home.  I praise God for this place. He is to receive all the glory and praise for bringing us to this place. Thank you Lord.

Here is my REAL home. Dishes in the sink, laundry, and toys all over.  I love it.

Have a great day!