Let's dream!

Hello everybody! I wish you a great day and a wonderful mood!
I want my house to be remembered as the warmest place and for the neighbors, you know, to remember it so well. They talked about the old people, about the kind mistress and what a smiling daughter-in-law she had. I want the most comfortable family traditions: on weekends cakes, on Thursdays something from the dough, walk with children in the evenings and drink tea in the kitchen until late at night, well, talk about the deepest. I want people on tiptoe to walk if someone is sleeping, and for each other to drag candies into the nursery while dad is not around. I want more lively conversations in the morning about plans for the day and the same dinners about the past. And also notes on the refrigerator, daily routines, a bright tablecloth, on the lamp in the room and for towels to be changed every morning in the bathroom. After six I want to wait for the bell and hear in the receiver, “Am I going home, should I buy some bread?”, And from the back so that they ask my dad noisily and not to forget about sweets. I want everybody to see dim light in our windows ... whoever performs the night, who completes the lessons. Also, in order to be sure to wake up on the sukhura and by seven in the morning they would ask "for another five minutes, please." Swings in the garden, a bench in the courtyard and so guests are welcome. I want the raised tone to be taboo, to share it is mandatory, and so that no one goes to bed without a good night wishing each other. I want lilacs on the table, an exit service for the holidays and that everyone has a favorite mug. It’s so happy that it was like walking in May evening. I want warmly for my own: a simple desire to return home. So that coziness shook through the threshold and thought about how good it was.