There's Always room for one more.....

I spent most of my younger childhood with my grandmother. i remember the smell for her skin as we snuggled and the taste of her homemade 'flapjacks' ,even the small decorations she had around her house....she had a little framed cross-stitched picture of a big owl and a few small ones perched tightly on a branch, that said "theres always room for one more" I had to post this pic because it reminded me so much of grandma and that framed picture. (sont look at Levi's messy face....we just got home from camping lol)