"So, where does this door lead?", I ask. "Oh that door? That's to the attic. It's dusty, it's a real mess. You don't wanna go up there", she says.
Hmmm...now I have to open the door. When I peek up the stairs, the smell of wood and dust brings me back to my childhood immediately. The way the light was hitting the wooden floor. I gasped. "We HAVE to shoot up here! Get up here!" I know they thought I was nuts, but I didn't care, it was magical. The light!!!! "The attic…the attic…the attic…." I repeat in my head. Who would've thought. We grabbed a blanket, carried the kids upstairs and the dust was flying in the sunlight. It was like watching a scene in a movie...
And these cuties….I can't even take it!! Look at these little ones…my heart melts!