Today I asked my husband if he misses his old car. We sold it a couple of weeks ago because we had to buy a mini van. His answer, "no. it's just a hunk of metal." My answer, "that's the hunk of metal we brought our daughter home from the hospital in!" Personally, I love my car. It was my first car, and I've had it since I was a freshman in college. Hubby still drives it, it's too small for LO so we get the mini van.

Then I asked him about our houses. He's not attached to any of them. He'd be perfectly happy if we moved right now. He likes our house, but it's just a house. I LOVE our house. I want it to be our forever home. And I would cry if I had to leave. It's LO's first home, it's our first home that we bought together, LO has had and will have many milestones here. It's more than just a house!

Am I a crazy person or do other people love their things too?