So, this bench was an integral part of my childhood.
It sat in the entryway of the home I grew up in.
I had so much fun playing on it.
One day it might have transformed into a school bus.
The next day, I might have pretended that it was a pirate ship.
I loved playing on the bench.
My parents passed it down to me
a few years ago
and I hate to admit this but
it sat in the corner of my bedroom
catching piles of unfolded laundry.
Until I recently put the clothes away,
polished the old wood,
purchased some pillows,
and sat it in the entryway of my own home.
The kids love it just as much as I did.
It's become a comfy spot for Griffin to read
and I often find Koen pretending like it's a race car.
It makes me so happy to see
my beloved bench
still providing joy for me
and my family after all these years.
PS Sorry I posted late today,
my Internet went down for a bit
but were back in business now.