I think about my childhood home every once in a while, remembering the clown light fixture in my bedroom, the island in the kitchen, the long hallway between the bedrooms, but honestly, I can't really remember it all vividly. And I don't have any good photographs of my childhood bedroom, or home, though I wish I did. So many memories grow from there. We recently rented our house out for the eclipse, so we took a lot of photos of our home. I decided to put them on here for the boys to have in their bank of visual memories. Upstairs and downstairs, minus the kitchen area. I hope they appreciate this someday!
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