Some things never change

I love coming home and finding things are just the way they were the last time I was here...

Like Lucy's favorite spot...right in between the kitchen and dining room

Like critters crawling across the road (we safely returned this one to the grass by the way...we didn't want it to get smashed).

Like awesome Baptist church signs

And cookies on the counter when I come home.

Who ever said change is a good thing?