I’m from: Lego sets – some old and some new all over the house –
no room is spared the loft and the living room – my mom doesn’t mind.
I’m from the lonely and small backyard that doesn’t get a lot of playtime but my grandpa’s yard is tons of fun with a pool and Jacuzzi – just steps away down the path near the shed is a grave for our dog Renee.
I’m from my High Point neighborhood which is seconds away from my school. There are a few kids that I am friends with – It’s a long road but were #1.
I’m from my grandpa John who loves the beach, I’m from my grandma who loves to cook and her specialty is her cookies – I’m from my mother who takes me to special trips to New York – I’m from my dad who lives in New Jersey who drives a great distance to spend time with me.
I’m from my grandma saying “Don’t put off to tomorrow what you can do today”. And I’m from my grandma telling me to wash my hands before dinner.
I’m from pirate booty for snack, turkey, gorilla bread, and French toast. I’m from all of the food my grandma makes for me.
I’m from boxes, cabinets, and closets which contain souvenirs, toys, and some things I played with as a little kid and still do.
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