From the clean your room! And the I'm telling mom.
I'm from my mother's parties upstairs whether us kids liked it or not. I am now from the cozy tan house on Leslie st.
I am from low cut ceilings that I never fail to bang my head and a smaller than hoped closet. I am from the tiny tree that looks like an umbrella sitting out front
(we call him Oliver)
And the quiet neighborhood where you can hear so little as a squirrel sneeze. I am from cooking on the