We had a wonderful time of fellowship and chatting, a delicious pork roast meal (minus very flour-y gravy), and caught a movie. Tyler and Grey played the guitar, the kids played with the farm set, and we all just talked and talked and laughed.
Having so much family in our little house just made it feel even more like home.
I am realizing more and more each day that it's not the house you live in, but the people you are with that make a place a home. As Tyler and I grow closer, I find that I love our little place more. I am blessed with a loving and fantastic husband, a wonderful family (both born with and married into), a house to call home, a great church to belong to, and so much more.
Please come and visit us any time and help make our house a home!
You have made a house into a wonderful home. I love visiting you there. I love you too so very much. And look forward to seeing your next home.
ReplyDeleteIt was such a happy day. Thanks so much, Sweetgirl. Just had a fun conversation with your mom. Cute picture of Greyson on her blog. Love you. Grandma
ReplyDeleteMy sweet girl.
ReplyDeleteHey!
ReplyDeleteGrandma and I posted at the same time - funny we both called you sweet girl!
I think that included in premarital counseling curriculum should be a mandatory gravy-making tutorial. It always looked so easy when Mom made it: you dump some flour in the pan with the meat juice, add water and call it gravy.
ReplyDeleteUmmm.not so much the case.
I have finally mastered the fine art of gravy making--but only after many pasty, ugly, even-the dog-wouldn't eat, attempts.