Did we really need a bigger house?

Every night on my bedtime rounds and/or each morning upon awakening, I ask myself the same question…. “Did we REALLY need a bigger house? I wonder this because I find the boys (sometimes two, sometimes three) all huddled together in a heap on the floor or intermingled in one twin bed! It’s ironic that when they all shared a room, they complained and longed for their own spaces and now that they have it, can’t seem to separate from each other. It’s perplexing and simultaneously endearing. Deep down they really do love each other…..even if they won’t admit it when the sun is up!