On my third Christmas, I helped my grandmother bake gingerbread houses. Together, we filled every surface in her kitchen and dining room with sweet smelling, sugarcoated creations fit for the cover of Cook’s Illustrated. After spending the entire day baking and assembling the intricate structures, we went out for dinner. When we got back to her home, my grandmother’s eyes opened wide as she beamed with delight. “Who made all of this beautiful gingerbread?” she asked.
President Harry S Truman would also come to the hotel for poker games with Senator Stuart Syminton. But, the hotel hosted more than just political guests. The ‘Hail to the Redskins’ Washington Redskins fight song was written and debuted in the Blue Room on August 17, 1938. (“Washington”). In other music news, in 1964, the Beatles booked the entire seventh floor while giving a concert in Washington
We arrived at the rental house, it took dymon a long time to arrive.But when dymon pulled up to the house, I hid in the bathroom and jumped out and surprised her. She was so happy to see me, it was like the best moment every like i missed her. We went outside and played basketball with her brother and her cousins. We came in and ate dinner and song happy birthday to her granddad. After we song happy birthday , it was time to start heading home.
My mother resembled a Hollywood starlet whirling around the living room in her taffeta dress. This was the first time I had seen her smile since daddy left. He had been on a Navy ship for as long as I can remember, this time aboard the USS Princeton in Korea. In his absence, mommy had grown restless and happily accepted a job at the Rialto bar, conveniently situated below our upstairs apartment. “Rosie, this is perfect,” she said, “You can look after the little ones while I work.” Barbara was a year younger than me, Jimmy was five and Dottie was three.
Arriving early as usual, my mom took us to Bed Bath & Beyond before the start of the film. Brianna and I were fascinated with all the little knick-knacks and kitchen ware. The glimmering copper and silver pans, shiny glass sculptures, and bright “As Seen on TV” logos immediately drew us to them. As our mom would look around the store we would follow close behind hopping in. It was something we had done a million times.
With the kids finally settled back in school, Fall is suddenly here. And if there is one perfect Fall fabric, it 's burlap. I love how versatile it is: being used for pillow cases, table runners and wreaths. It 's rustic feel and earthy smell just scream Fall. So I headed to Hobby Lobby and bought some supplies to make a new DIY burlap wreath for my front door.
Mother was at her “Daughters of Liberty” meeting, probably making clothes to distribute across Boston on Christmas Eve. So that had left me with my brothers James and Henry, and with my sister Celia. As I was gazing out of the window, I saw the town hard at work getting ready for more severe snow storms. Our town had been recently introduced to a new law which was called the “Stamp Act,” which made us pay extra for every paper item we used, such as the local newspapers, bills, receipts, ship documents, and even trading cards I use to play with my friends. This tax, proposed by George Grenville came into effect a month ago on November 1st, 1675.
As my family and I dance to the jolly music we hear beating out of the stereo in the living room, we get distracted by the sweet aroma of the tasty sugar cookies. As we wait for our cookies to complete its baking process we sip on our warm glass of creamy milk on this chilly December night. Once our cookies have come to a complete finish and we 've eaten them all, all of the children decides which gift they want to open first. There was a plethora of gifts stacked under the big green tree in sight to choose from, so it was a bit of a challenge for them. But once they felt for the biggest wrapped box, they knew that was the present to open first.
It was a warm, sunny, Fall day and I jumped out of bed because I knew we were going on a trip, but I didn’t know where. My parents took my sister and me to the KCI airport in my mom’s white Denali. We were quietly sitting at the airport when my parents told us that we were going to Disney World. My sister and I were jumping up and down with excitement knowing that an exciting trip was just around the corner. One of the days we were there my family went to a breakfast with the Winnie the Pooh characters.
We had cake, Ice Cream, pizza, and more. My parents had a dance competition and my mom won. After the party was over everybody went home to get their costumes for trick-or-treating because some people forgot. Then, when everybody got back to our residence with their costumes on, we got our bags for the candy, and then we all went walking. My family went walking around our block.