"Little Houses"

There is a country song by Doug Stone called "Little Houses" that reminds me of our little situation right now in our tiny apartment. The chorus goes like this: (it is in bold)

But you know, love grows best in little houses, (A 2 bedroom apartment with us and 2 kids and about 50 billion other things)
With fewer walls to separate, (fewer walls, and no walls because old doors don't shut)
Where you eat and sleep so close together. (Sick babies makes 4 in 1 bed all together)
You can't help but communicate, (One baby cries who is sleeping in our kitchen in a packn'play wakes up the other one and takes both parents to get up and put them back to bed- we are all communicating!)
Oh, and if we had more room between us, think of all we'd miss (miss 8 hours of sleep each night, kids crying so hard they make themselves throw up)
Love grows best in houses just like this

Yes, love grows best in apartments just like this! We are in and all over each other's faces, but we love each other even more! We love all the time that we have had to spend with each other these past couple months. And will definitly look forward to buying a house next year!