If walls could talk

About 6 years ago, I first saw a cute yellow house listed online.
We tried to go see it, but the key code we had was wrong so we had to reschedule it.
The reschedule date was the day I went into labor with Bekah.
So we made a third date a couple weeks later, and fell in love.
We moved in April 20th, 2007.

(picture was taking 3/17; snow in late April is NOT the norm, even for Buffalo)

This was our fifth residence as a married couple (in 4 years!!), but the first we actually owned. We made it our own!

First we put up beautiful vinyl fence.

 It didn't stay put very long.

 (note: this is not saying they were bad fences. It turns out we didn't follow directions quite to a T)

We painted the dining room terra cotta:

 And the living room two vibrant shades of blue.

(the top picture was really the brighter of the two. I was still learning about cameras ;) )

 Then our kitchen got a paint makeover, going from yellow:

to a warm shade of gray:

And changed the door and drawer handles!

Then, in June of 2012, we undid all that paint, put 60% of our life into boxes in the basement and attic, and got this:

And now, today,

It's hard to believe we'll be saying goodbye to this house. I'm excited to head to a place where that white stuff is unheard of, to find a house with a little more room to grow (not in number of family members!) and to be where we belong now. But it's definitely bittersweet to leave this house we've loved.