We never called it the "little red house" until after we moved into our current home. At the time our two year old daughter was having too many changes in her life and would ask at the end of the day, "when are we going home to the little red house". It would literally move me to tears because I was missing "home" as well. See we moved into a home twice the size of the "little red house" because three months prior to our move we added twin daughters to our family and 1,000 sf with 3 tiny bedrooms and 1-1/2 bathrooms felt snug. If there was more space in that house we would have retired there. However, over time we have come to love our new home because it really is true that "home is where the heart is" and it has every feature that we dreamed of. By the grace of God we were able to sell "the little red house" to a young artsy couple in 2008 just before the real estate in Michigan bottomed out. We still occasionally drive by the "little red house" because it is en route to church and joyful memories always come flooding back.
This is a stipple (all dots) drawing that I made as a gift for Ben while we were engaged to be married.