Having a house is a big deal. There are so many things that simply living in an autonomous house rather than a complex or condo or apartment or even a basement apartment will make easier and better. Take, for example, Naptime. Caleb sleeps a lot. And it takes a bit for him to wake up. Neighbors screaming in excitement or a tantrum does it though. Every time. We like to keep our window open because of the lovely airflow that allows. Not that having the window closed makes much of a difference in the nose level we hear up here. Our bedroom just happens to be located directly above our front door and the neighbors'. So even with the window closed, we get the pleasure of hearing every conversation, every door opening and closing, every visitor ringing either doorbell or knocking on either door. Of course, every once in a while you hear hilarious things like, awww man, why'd you poop your pants...but those are few and far between.
Another perk of a separate house is that I'll be able to give birth in my home, rather than once again driving twenty minutes to the location at which I'd like my baby to be born. Still have to figure out what's going to happen with the Taylors when my next little one is born. Oh well.
Other advantages-my own backyard, the possibility of a garden as big as I can make it, the capability of my children to pay safely and have fun without leaving my sight, even if I'm inside and they're out, etc.
Ok. I think I'm done with my little rant. I'm incredibly grateful to be living in such a comfortable house, just every once in a while thin walls and no privacy gets the better of me
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