The other day, watching my nieces while playing on the balcony of my parents, I remembered the times my brothers and I spent there as children.
We played to count cars passing a given color on the road and often descolgábamos our legs through the bars into the street without thinking that there might be some danger in it.
was clear to us that he had not;)
remember when my mother was hanging clothes and I was playing among themselves, without being seen, of course, ji, ji, ji, because then they would hear their cries "to infinity and alláaaa! "Ahhh ... I loved playing with the clips tender, as if it were an abacus, the color selected and counted.
And the times we had to go down to the street to pick up a ball or other toy that had fallen! : O ... and not always by accident, heh, heh, heh, sometimes it was the perfect excuse to go down to the park. Over time I learned that my mother was aware of that strategy. How wonderful is the child naivete ^ ^
My mother was, and still has, plants tended with great care and rare was the week that it had to replenish the earth, it looks like the land to the children, eh? Ja, ja, ja ...
When I was seven years we had a hamster, I was "thing" take it, because they have the little bones so flexible that it seemed he was going to remove my hands, but my little brother did not have that same perception, and this, added to that was a little junk, because as it was an explosive cocktail for existence of this animal. One day I took her hand and pulled out of the balcony: "Do you throw?" My mother and I cried ... "Mom! Mama! Mamaaaaaaaaaa! "Luckily ended with his safe little cage;)
And my little brother had to head to my parents. Hid the bloody and said not many
when my mother called him, imagine the fright that we got, because they believe that out, nooooo .... Until one day my mother decided that enough was enough, placed a bell as if it were a cute kitten, and I must confess that since I had fun when played the part of the best hidden
because putting it to go ear in the corners of the floor was the most fun: D
balconies door neighbors are next to each other separated only by a glass partition, either, because when my father or my mother forgot the keys at home, from the balcony of my neighbor had access to ours through a hole in the bottom very accessible to our body often, but when we grew things get complicated ... I once spent the balcony of the neighbor to our Climbing up the rail ... reckless, yes, I know why I did not do it: S ---
How I miss a balcony! and not the games we enjoyed it, now I have a few years old for that! heh, heh, heh, but because the clothes dry in a flash there, because you're not feeling so
enclosed in a flat natural light because it wins because it's half life especially in the summer ...
My parents knew all that, so never closed as they did and are doing some.
Maybe now that I have finished to pay the mortgage on my flat would be the time to find the apartment or the house of my dreams, but ... uffffff .... I do not know, go back to start ...? Mortgages are now a cross too heavy and also the weather was not.
the moment I enjoy this freedom, which is something.
. : H
