Sometimes I wish we had a bigger house. I think about the fact that I have 5 children, a husband, and a mother who live in the same small home...and I think about all of the grandchildren I could potentially have and start to wonder where on earth they will sleep when they come to visit!
In it's traditional fashion, it was a 3 bedroom 1 bathroom brick ranch, appx. 950 square feet. Give or take a foot.
When we first moved into our home, we were struck by it's sturdiness, the amount of land, the price, the full basement, etc...and we only had 2 kids!
As our family grew, we knew something must be done! Thankfully I was blessed with an industrious husband who was able to transform our completely unfinished basement into a working part of the home- with 2 bedrooms, a family room, office, and full bathroom. We can't put carpet down though because we live in a flood plain, and that might be an expensive mess.
I have grown quite fond of my little house over the years. So many memories. Sure, it's difficult to fit a Christmas tree into my living room- but we manage. I suppose we could move, and maybe we will some day, but for now, I am thankful for my little house. We may get slightly cramped in the winter, but I think it just makes the kids a little bit tougher. And it makes me a little bit crazier, but that's a different story. You try having 3 little boys running through your house playing hide and seek or cars, a pre-teen daughter, and a teenage son all living under the same roof!
Our living room- the tree is decorated with things the kids have made over the years, and some of Josh's grammie and papaps handmade decorations.
Christmas morning- so many gifts! The kids were so excited- and patient. They all got up early, but waited very patiently for nearly 2 hours before unwrapping gifts. Even Jeremiah was able to withstand the temptation.
We had a great Christmas. I have a great family. I am truly blessed.