Cozy

One thing I have always loved about my parent's house is how cozy and comfortable I feel the moment I walk in the door. I realize that much of this is due to the fact that my parents live there and I love them dearly, but I think it also has something to do with the pictures up on the walls and the way my mom puts her own little touch on everything. I love our house. It's beautiful and it has so much space. We have a box of decorations that has been sitting in the corner of our front room since we moved in. I keep complaining about how we have nothing on our walls, and Mike keeps telling me to figure out where I want everything put. Once I get it figured out, he'll do all the hanging. Yesterday, I felt motivated. Today, Mike is dutifully hanging up all of our decorations. I love that man. Slowly, oh so slowly, our house is accumulating the coziness factor. I love watching it become our very own. I'll put up pictures once we're all finished.