Now this is a story all about how our life got flipped, turned upside down…uh ya, something like that. This is actually a story about our forever home, because today we celebrate two years of being in this haven of ours. You see, growing up (almost every story of mine now starts this way), every 8-10 years (or less) our parents would pack us all up and make a move to a new residence. Although there was a lot of fun and excitement, it was also very exhausting with packing and adjusting. We always stayed in Ottawa, but I’m certain we’ve pretty much covered the east, the west, and the south side. So for us and our little family, I wanted to commit to a home where our kids would grow along with the ever so nicely planted dents and scratches in the walls and floors that they would place. Yes, memorable but internally cringing too. In all seriousness, I want the littles to embrace this home as it is truthfully all for them. I want endless laughter and love to flourish in each corner of ...