Even though we still need to paint the shutters. Isn't it funny how you move into a place with this huge list of things that "have to happen" to make "your home" but then you get in, unpack, and well, life happens?
I guess the first time Sawyer spills hot chocolate on the cathedral ceiling (don't ask how), Sterling poops on the office floor, Finn piles the floor of his room with laundry and dirty dishes, and Grayson breaks the garage window with a tennis ball, the house becomes officially, OURS.