Little houses

Our house is small, and some days it feels unbelievably small! We've done many things over the last several years to make our tiny house more functional, and there are so many things I absolutely love about our house. I love our location, and that we are able to walk to the school, the bank, the library, several eateries (Mexican is only a block away!), the hardware store, and even the little one screen theater in town. We have amazing neighbors for whom we are very grateful. This is the only house my husband and I have lived in during our married life and this is the house where we brought our children home. Our house was built in 1865 and in my opinion, has a lot of charm. Of course there are drawbacks, not the least of which is the size and the lack of storage. Some days, especially in the cooler months, it feels as though we just can't get away from each other. But that makes me think of a song that was out when I was in college. Doug Stone sang a song entitled, Little Houses. I absolutely love the lyrics of that song and have decided to share them here. I choose to think about those things when I think about our house!

Little Houses lyrics
Songwriters: Ewing, Skip; Cates, Mickey;

A little white house, in the heart of town
On a little sad street, just a little run down
Became a home, for Bill and Sue
Two newlyweds, who did the best that they could do

And when they brush each other, passin' in the hall
Sue would smile and say, "This place is pretty small"

"But you know, love grows best in little houses
With fewer walls to separate
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this"

Before too long, Sue and Bill
Were makin' plans, for Jack and Jill
Oh, happy day, when the news came in
But what to do, when they found out Sue was having twins

When they could not pass each other in the hall
Well, Sue would smile and say, "This place is really, really small"

"But you know, love grows best in little houses
With fewer walls to separate
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this"

That little white frame house still keeps them warm
Though it's been thirty-two years, since the kids were born
And when they look back now, they hold each other tight
And whisper in each other's ears, "You know you were right"

"Because love grows best in little houses
With fewer walls to separate
Where you eat and sleep so close together
You can't help but communicate
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss
Love grows best, in houses just like this
Yeah, love grows best, in houses just like this