I am from the mossy oak trees and the “Florida snow” trees.
I am from beef tenderloin for Christmas dinner and coffee cake for breakfast on every holiday, from Ann and David and Lorena.
I am from singing the baboli song and joining the “clean plate club.”
From thinking Santa came down the chimney as a sparkle and leaving my autograph book out for him to sign by the fireplace.
I’m from Orlando, Florida and the fifth generation in my family to grow up there, eating boiled peanuts on the porch and 7-11 slurpees in every flavor.
From the weekends spent fishing in the Everglades with my dad, making “theme parks” in the backyard with my sister, and watching football and TGIF with my mom.
I am from Disney movies on VHS, Charlie, Piper and Jenny, red and white pom poms, a balance beam and trampoline in the backyard, Mr. bunny, Easter egg scavenger hunts, playing little league softball, corny jokes, scenic overlooks, airplanes in the garage and days at the beach.
Where are you from?