Story-A Play house

Love Daddies

 

Oh boy now we get a real playhouse, me and my sister...daddy is building himself !

We have a field of very tall grass next to our house, and my sister and I go trample down the grass and make rooms, like a frontroom, a kitchen and a bedroom...and we bring our dolls and blankets and pretend it is our house. Mommy even comes there and she brings us our lunch and we all hide and eat and no one can see us.

Mommy says she worries sometimes because she can't see us, but she can see the tall grass moving so knows we are okay. She does worry though cause on the other side of the field is the railroad tracks,but we know not to go there (hee hee) we also know she can't see us. It's fun to find your way through the field,but sometimes it scars us because we get lost in there, but figured out to turn around and follow the smashed down grass.

One time we ran home so fast on the sidewalk cause this man was in his car and he stopped and asked us for directions and told us to stand on the runningboard cause he couldn't hear us...I was the oldest and taller so I did...and he was playing with his "thing"...I knew that was bad so I screamed RUN ! We never told mom though, we were too afraid we would be in trouble cause we went out of the field.

It was a nice sound this morning when I woke up , hearing my daddies saw making noise and I like the smell of the wood and the sound of the hammer. It is not as tall as he is though so he said he would put the roof on last... it even is going to have one real glass window and mom is making the curtains.

My sister and I went to the store for the first time alone , mommy was baking and she needed some butter ( you know that new stuff that is white and you mix the yellow with) and canned milk.

We have walked there with her many times and she made a list for the grocery store man. It was hot and we didn't wear our shoes and we held hands the whole way. Some of our neighbors have gardens and we picked some pea's on the way back and were busy playing "don't step on a crack and break your mother's back".

All of a sudden I stepped on a snake and screamed bloody murder...I was worried it would bite my sister so I threw the canned milk at it many times, but kept missing and then the can got bent...so ran home and told mommy. She went there but the snake was gone and she said it was ok, it was a garden snake and they are good and wouldn't bite...but I still can't stand them. It felt warm and soft and gushy...eeek.

Well daddy is also making us a stove, and a icebox, and a chair and a bed for our dolls. I think mom is happy because now we can keep our toys out there and her house will be cleaner. She sews all our clothes so she said she would make us a tablecloth and some blankets for the bed. Maybe we can live out there...that would be fun except for the night time...

Daddies are very special and I Love mine so much. He used to play football when he was in High school and he is very strong and handsome....that's where my mommy met him. They told us they had to walk to school, even in the snow and that their mommies gave them a baked, hot potato to help keep them warm and then they had it for lunch...but we take sandwiches to our school and we get a glass bottle of milk. My daddy is tall and has very strong legs and hands and even has hair on his chest, but I like it. He is fun to play with and wrestles with us on the floor and tickles us. My sister is so very ticklish, but I am not so.

I am very Happy...:o)

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Feline Prophet 7 years ago from India

Awww....those carefree childhood days, when playing house was so much fun than it is now that we're all grown up! :)


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ratcliffe07 7 years ago

that was so sweet! I remember having a play house like that. I loved it! It was one of my favorite memories from my child hood. great hub


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Feline...No T.V. and only radio's so we did what we do as children...Make believe and used our imaginations...times have sure changed...thanks for the quick comment my dear ...G-Ma :O) Hughs


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Well Thank you my dear and yes it was soo much fun and did we get some trouble too...Hee hee LOL but nothing like these days...Thanks for the comment...G-Ma :O) Hugs


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Triplet Mom 7 years ago from West Coast

Wonderful as always G-Ma you really have a way of bringing my childhood back to me by letting us in on your own.


LAmatadora 7 years ago

That was the sweetest thing I ever read (except for the part of the man in the car,playing with his "thingy"!) thats awful..Did that actually happen to you G-ma?

I love the way you really capture the emotions and thoughts of a child. So simple but yet so "to the point". I loved this and it brought back memories of my play house I had at my G-mas house. What wonderful memories. The carefree days of childhood. No responsibilities and our parents were our HEROS....NICE!!! =)


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Triplet Mom...Thank you so for taking time for me when you have so much to do...yiou are just too sweet...and Good Luck..G-Ma :O) Hugs


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Ivorwen 7 years ago from Hither and Yonder

Isn't it like children to run and play where they can't be seen? I loved your story!


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

LA...well to tell you the truth... YES all I am writing is actually true and is a bit wierd to be writing but for some reason I got the bug..Not too sure it is interesting enough though to publish here cause I am not an experienced writer and don't even like long stories?

But it is fun getting the comments and finding out about other's and most of what I am writing about is back in the 40's (for now anyway)so thank you for sharing with me and Yes Parents are HERO'S...G-Ma :O) Hugs


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Ivorwen... yes it is Just like children to play  where it seems secretive and even not allowed LOL  children will be children if allowed to be...Back then there were no T.V.'s just the radio and records so we had to be outside playing...and I have fond memories of that...Thanks for the comment...G-Ma :O) Hugs


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Peggy W 7 years ago from Houston, Texas

My Dad also built us a playhouse in our backyard and we were surrounded by fields and a woods. Remember the part about not stepping on a crack so as not to break our mother's back. Ha! You are really dredging up old memories and I am loving every minute of it! Hugs to you.


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Peggy...Good you made me laugh...wasn't sure anyone here would remember or know that about the stepping on the crack...and sounds like we were both lucky little girls...Thanks sweetie...G-Ma :O) Hugs


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soyelude 7 years ago from Lagos - Nigeria

Woah G-ma!!!! You "done dunnit again"!!! I'm back on the block....been trying to sort out too much lately; took almost forever too. Missed all your wonderful hubs...like this one. How very nostalgic!!!! Have you thot about 'the proposal'? Keep it up G-ma....you are very good at this hub stuff!!!


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Cris A 7 years ago from Manila, Philippines

Somebody's definitely on a roll! And I hope she won't let up now! This series has been proving to be very refreshing reads for me G-Ma. Lurve ya for sharing always :D


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

SAM..OMG you are back...for real this time? am sorry for your troubles and prayed for you a lot..glad you liked this too thanks hun.:O) Hugs


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Cris A...you little sweet thing you... well I am trying to come up with some reads to record some family history and at this rate it may go on for way too long...am not sure I will post them all here tho..but then again it gives me an idea of how they are excepted..if you all tell me the truth ???

Even if it reminds you all of your past times, it is a good thing..Love ya to pieces..:O) Hugs


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Hawkesdream 7 years ago from Cornwall

Think your stories are relevant in any year , love them.


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

Yes they are..It seems things of the heart don't change like the surroundings, and circumstances....children will be children if left to be children...Thanks for your comment my dear...G-Ma :O) Hugs


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ripplemaker 7 years ago from Cebu, Philippines

I've always dreamed of having a play house, so cool of your dad to have made you one! And the childhood memories are wonderful! Writing about them makes one feel grateful. :-)


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

ripplemaker...Well sorry that wish wasn't granted my dear and we did have so much fun playing House...woopeee now LOL..No it was great and is...and yes very grateful I am...thals for the comment my dear..:O) Hugs G-Ma


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goldentoad 7 years ago from Free and running....

enjoyed the read G-Ma, never got a house to play in, we had our secret forts, as far away as possible!


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G-Ma Johnson 7 years ago from NW in the land of the Free Author

GT...well for boys that sounds normal...and soo where did CC go? Is he ok? I miss you here but know you will be back...Be good and Know" I often hug you in my thoughts...and hope you feel it"..Love ya hun G-Ma :O) HUGS

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