This season of our lives is so bustling and full. It seems really strange to think that we have been here for not much longer than a year. Stranger still, that our son has never lived anywhere else. The country life agrees with us, and there's something extra special about watching my kiddos playing on the very same patch of grass that I ran about on as a child. This place, for both Zan and I, is so much a part of who we are. The mountains and the ocean restore us, it just feels totally right that we live here. And looking at my babies, I wonder if it will be the same for them. If, when they are adults and have their own partners and (hopefully) babies, they will feel the same desperate desire to bring their babies home. Who knows, but I like to think that this place has entered their bloodstream, that they will always know it as their place.