I grew up in big houses. My dad was (and still is) a successful doctor and so even though we were a family of 8, most of us still had our own bedrooms and there was plenty of space to play. I remember my mom complaining that we would disappear into the basement and she couldn't hear us or know what we were up to. When my parents sold their home in the suburbs of Chicago, we had to live in an apartment for awhile. And I have such fond memories of living in that little apartment! My home is small. And we enjoy it. And I can hear my kids no matter where they go inside of it. My kids share bedrooms and they love it. I am sure many of you are like me and will also love this adorable little poem. Enjoy!
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