Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Journal 3

The most important place to me that holds a special place in my heart is my mother's house which i really don't go too as often just on holidays. My mother house is just so beautiful and clean she doesn't like people coming in her house and messing up but she do know that if you have kids she understands if your kids might make a mess she just want you to clean up after your kids or whoever is watching them. My mom lives in Madisonville on a street where there is nothing but houses. My mom has such nice furniture and she tries her best to keep it clean. When i first walk in her door i feel very excited knowing that i am going to see all my family members and that we are all going to get together and have so much fun. Everyone starts yelling hi and start hugging and holding each other kids and then we start cracking jokes on each other and start saying who is the smallest and biggest and just crack jokes on each other making sure we don't hurt each other feelings. Then our mother comes in and tell everyone that now we can eat and here it is when she say that everyone starts running and pushing for the food which is funny looking at them acting crazy over food and it is just so funny we watch movies together and dance and sing and eat some more.
Then the end of the day comes and it almost time for us to go our separate ways and we are all sad knowing we can't wait until the next time to see each other because even though we argue and fight we love each other so much and we will do anything for each other.

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