week 8: home is where the heart is

Home. When I was a child I first lived in Metamora in a few different houses. One of my most hilarious memories from one of my homes in metamora, was the night I tried sneaking out of my room to get a Popsicle because my mom wouldn't let me have one that day, and because of her I ended up cutting my finger trying to open it. so I guess i could say that I got caught because I ended up running to my parents room crying because I was bleeding so bad. I still have the scar on my finger. Also when I lived in Metamora I was at my grandparents and my dad was trying to play with me and we were on the ground right by this big glass thing that always held really important things, and then next thing you know I was falling into that glass shelf and cut my forehead open, I guess you could say I was a little reckless when I was a child.There are certain things that have happened in my childhood that I just don't like talking about and couldn't relive those moments. Then My sister was born I apparently always acted like she was one of my baby dolls, which knowing that today always shocks me. After a few years it was time to move on to a bigger house because my parents came up with this brilliant idea to have a boy. So we packed up all of our stuff and moved to Washburn. We moved to this huge yellowish house. I have be honest though I was never a fan of my neighbors very much. One of the Christmas's that we had in that house my parents got my sister and I roller skates for Christmas and we had this area in our house where we could go around in a circle and go through all the rooms, So yeah... we got them taken away. I was also always glad that we had a big yard, I would always ask my dad to come outside and catch for me while I pitched to him. The one time that were able to get a pool we got one, but we had to have a fence up, and our neighbors would always cut holes in the fence with his pocket knife. So we ended up getting rid of the pool because we could afford to keep fixing the fence. Every summer I would try and have a bonfire so that all of my friends could come over. Living in Washburn has brought me so many friends and also made me realize that maybe I don't need so many friends to be happy. Then one day came along when I realized I was crushing on the guy that lived up the road from me, and 7 months later I couldn't happier. Home is also wherever Trenten and Dixie are.I couldn't imagine home without them now.  After living in the same house for 12 years, we decided that we were going to move to again, so over the summer we started moving into a way smaller house but one that we enjoy way more then we have enjoyed any other home we have lived in. We moved to small house house about ten minutes outside of town. Now we have started making new memories that will only continue for many years.



Thank you Hudson for this blog!