Our place

Come in, come in, I want to show you something. It's our place. It's warm and cosy. And when we come in, it just feels like this is right where we belong. Oh and the food they serve, it will warm up your heart.

We went to our little Italian place last night, and I think that every other two sentence I said to Troels while we were there was "I love this place sooo much". Which is true. I do. And we both smiled at it :) Friday night it was snowing, they sat us down at "our" table, we could see the snow following down outside the window. Olivia spent the evening watching people come and go. We share food. We talked. We happily listened to silence. We watched the big smiles on her little face, and we watched her stuff her mouse in her mouse like she always does.

Having moved around so much, we don't have too many "habits" that we've built on over the years....so it just feels good, to have our place, and know that we can go there anytime we want, and it will make us feel the way it did last night.

And when we got home, the christmas lights were lighting up the house for the first time of the season. Bliss.