
The summer ends, and we head back home. The first thing we do is remodeling the twins’ bedroom, to their grown-up tastes.

Somehow they manage to make it a mess in less than a day.

No other room in the apartment has changed nearly as much as this one over the years, not even the guest bedroom that is now Hannah’s.

But some things don’t change.

We still love playing in this room, all of us together.

And the kids feel safe and comfortable here, which is all that matters.

They do wake up in the middle of the night, screaming about monsters under the bed, but I just suspect Hannah is making them watch scary movies when we’re not looking.