I remember when this was not a place we wanted to sit and relax or play with toys. Sure it has the cool stone exterior, but on the inside, it really was an old porch. It was full of spiders and ants and centipedes. And I’m very squeamish around little creepy crawly things. Once I was old enough to notice those damn things, I stopped spending as much time on this porch.
It was over a decade ago that my Nana made the decision to have the inside remodeled. She got all new windows and floors and had the walls plastered and painted. There’s carpet now and a full set of furniture. And her cats absolutely love it when she leaves the windows open. I even see my cousins spending most of their time messing with the toys out here.
I do have some really fond memories on this porch, which can be saved for a later time. It’s not like those memories have been altered or destroyed by the remodel. In fact, I feel privileged as the first grand-baby to have had experiences with my family out here. But this is so much easier to clean. I’m not freaking out when something lightly brushes my skin. I definitely do not miss the bugs.
dead girl swimming 