Grandma Omerza

I noticed that Melissa labels her posts for this blog so I went through my old posts and did the same. (Everyone else should too, BTW) I noticed it's been a while since anyone has blogged about memories so I expect everyone to do a follow-up post to this one. I think it'd be cool to hear what the older siblings remember. These are my memories of Grandma Omerza (a 4 year old perspective).

Grandma always had popcycles. Either homemade orange or the graham cracker kind. She could always perfectly break a graham cracker hot dog style thus turning it into a "popcycle"

I remember eating tuna fish sandwiches with her, and they were good.

Aunt Bertha moving in and having those bumps by her tear ducts and noticing grandma had them too. But aunt Bertha had buck teeth. Those two things made me like her.

Hiding behind grandma's wheelchair because Max was chasing me and Jessica.

Grandma could make a dinosaur out of her hand and I thought it was bad because her middle finger was out a little bit...

Grandma offered me jello at the hospital and I buried my head into mom because it looked gross and grandma looked different.

Jessica and I thought the funeral was cool because it was like Anne of Green Gables when Matthew died and the bench at the graveyard was bouncy.

Singing songs with Heather for Grandma.

The clothes line in the backyard.

The music box ("gosh oh golly, what do you think of that, a fat old lady sat upon my hat")

WORD ASSOCIATION

DINING ROOM-Kneeling down for fast sunday prayers. Ugh. :)
MEDICINE CABINET- Sneaking Vitamin C Pills
THE CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS-The smell of Christmas
THE SWING- Eating apple pancakes during a rain storm
THIRD STORY- aka Mr. Boogy-Man's room
ROOF- Santa Claus aka Brent running on the rooftop Christmas Eve
CUL DE SAC- Attempting to sing Christmas Songs
EMPTY LOT (aka Snail Forest) Riding bikes and building forts
READING ROOM-Grandma's organ and Melissa singing
GRANDPA'S OFFICE-Overwhelming smell and a cheery face
WEIGHT ROOM (aka grandma's living room) Dim lights, hazy fog, old diaries
SWIMMING POOL- Grandma in a bathing suit with the milk cartons
KITCHEN TABLE-Bad breath and a ping pong ball
BALCONY-Shooting bottles and Brent sunbathing

That's it for me. Who's next?

Memory of a Sunday Afternoon...

My memory that includes the entire family is of Sunday afternoons. I remember all of us driving out to the desert to look at flowers. I don't remember how long we stayed out there, or what we really did, but I remember loving it, and I remember we did it a lot.
(Twice would be considered a lot for a 4 year old)