What do you remember of your childhood home?

I remember everything.  We lived in this little old house but of course it seemed huge to me because I was so little.  In the front yard we had these little white flowers on the lawn and red tulips lined the walk up to our porch.  We had a porch swing and we had a milk box there also.  I made all my mud pies on the front porch.  In the living room we had yellowish green shag carpeting and funky seventies furniture and a marble coffee table.  I shared a bedroom with my brothers and I had the top bunk-bed.  My littlest brother Kurt used to climb up there and sleep with me.  He was so cute.  I didn't think so at the time because he was so heavy.  In the kitchen we had white and yellow linoleum and the space seemed so expansive.  That was where my brothers and I poured cheerios and milk all over the floor before my mom woke up.
The bathroom fixtures were olive green.  my parents room was always dark and I took my naps in there on the water-bed.  But they had a little black and white TV in there so instead of sleeping I watched Mr Rodgers and Sesame Street.  Off the kitchen we had a back room that led to the back door and to the basement.  Down in the basement it was very unfinished; dirt floors and cement foundation showing and the most amazing smell of wet dirt and concrete.  My mom did her puzzles down there and some huge stuffed animals my dad won at a carnival or something were stored down there.  There was even a little room where the dogs had their puppies.  Outside the backdoor there was a massive dead tree infested with nasty little black and red winged bugs.  The tree was right outside our bedroom so we saw a lot of them.  There were tomato plants along on side of the house by the street and in the back we had my dad's Nova, a condemned garage, the new garage, a rose bush and a crab apple tree.  On the other side was the big lawn.  That is where the dog pen, the plum tree, and the pear tree all were.  It was a great place to be a little girl.