Fifteen years ago Ryan and I decided to buy a house together.
It was this little house that was built in 1947 by the Army for soldiers coming back from WWII. Our next door neighbor, who called herself “Old Lady Bowden” had lived there since they had been built.
We pulled up carpets.
Painted every wall at least once.
Had walls torn down and the kitchen remodeled.
We had lots of fun parties here.
I did lots of Interior Design school projects on that table (which is now our craft table).
Murphy, Ben, Hobbes, Oak, and Odyssey…and four of Oak and Ben’s puppies all lived with us at this house.
I used chalkboard paint on the walls in this house.
Our bedroom was the remodeled one car garage.
Ryan had his own den/office.
We had a dedicated guest bedroom.
It was a good house with good memories. We lived there for just over 6 years.
home is…our first home.
stephany taddeo 
Loved this walk down memory lane…. when it was just you two and the pups!
wow so beautifully done up…there are memories in each and every corner. You are inspiring!!
Something about your first home that will always be with you. Kind of like the country song “The house that raised me”. We are in the process of building a new home and I am glad I found your blog to inspire me!
Just heard that song on the radio yesterday and kept thinking about all the houses I have lived in.
Good luck with your new house and thanks for following!
i have that same pottery barn quilt…
the one on the couch in ryan’s office 🙂
kicking myself for getting rid of it! it was a KING size!