I stumbled down the third floor steps of our old home, trying to go up there to clean. That's when Hamid and I agreed it was time to give up the dream home we built for something one-story. Fortunately, we found a charming little white house. We painted the door and shutters a cheery sumptuous red.

But, I admit it was a bit crowded with our loud behemouth of a son until he moved into his own place. I love him like crazy, but that boy was a crowd all on his own.