There I am in my third winter in front of the new house in Scarsdale with my grandma. That weird yellow thing in my pocket is a mallet for one of those Fischer Price metal xylophones. My family moved from Flushing Queens to one of the ritziest 'burbs in the land. We lived in the not so ritzy 1/5 of town.
I lived in that house for about four years. It's still there. The house I lived in from about seven through most of college is now torn down, they built a bigger house. I was quite shocked to see a gigantic hole in the ground when I went home to visit during my sophomore year of college in DC.
Cuteness factor: 8
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