Every home was once something else, from the door to the windows, they used to exist as other things, trees, and stones, and sand. With a simple, yet fondly nostalgic text, Freedman reminds us of these facts, building up a home piece by piece, while tiny critters play. The art of This House, Once has a dreamlike quality to it from the hazy watercolours, and soft pencils. Purple forms the palettes core, with splashes of blues, greens, browns, and reds to add touches of warmth. Not only does this book portray the notion of building a house in the literal sense, it also refers to it in a metaphorical way as well, as is evident from the sentimental dedication at the front of the book. Homes are made of people, and animals, not just the blocks that make up the walls, and all of them are different. Freedman's charming message, and beautiful paintings, will touch your heart.