Maybe it's my nostalgic nature, or my crazy obsession with family, but every time I meet families in their homes, I leave with a gigantic smile on my face and the sweetest feelings of home wrap me up like a warm blanket. I know, I know... sounds corny, but it's true.
Spending the afternoon with this family, had me reminiscing to what home feels like as a kid. Remember that?! Remember the fierce love for your mother and father? The loyal friendships and devotion towards your siblings? The magnificent comfort, free of worries and responsibility?
These girls looked up to their father with SUCH admiration and clung to their mother like cubs to a mama bear. And, what I loved most, was catching glimpses of tenderness between mama and papa while I worked, one on one, with the kiddos. It's apparent there is no where in the world they'd rather be, than home, with one another.