Hitting the Sweet Spot

Every time we've moved thus far it has taken us at least six months to hit that sweet spot--the time when we finally feel like our new house is actually home. 

I think we're there.

Here are some great memories we've made in the past six months:

Visiting Grandma and Grandpa's graves.

Taking a trip to Mesa Verde.

First day of school.

 First date.

 First visit from the Bell cousins.

 Lots of lost teeth.

 Soccer. Lots and lots of soccer.

 Our van finally giving up the ghost. It was a good van as it got us through many years.

 Lots and lots and lots and lots of swimming.

 We finally live somewhere that it snows.

Just a few of the moments that have helped us hit that sweet spot.