So what is that saying? Love makes a house a home. Or something along those lines anyway, I think. I was joking with the kids on the way home that I couldn't find the house; I didn't know where it was. Felisa piped up with, "At home."
"My house is at home?" I asked. (Sometimes it helps to clarify exactly what a 2-year old is trying to say by repeating back what you think you heard!)
"Yes," she said.
"Of course," I replied. "Where else would it be?"