Descriptive Essay About My Family

The calm before the storm is what my mother would call the motherents before the arrival of our extended family at events and parties. All feigns of organization fell to the wayside upon the arrival of our ever growing brood. The five of us are the smallest unit amongst the rest. Our home considered rather small with just three bedrooms and two baths right on the edge of the now “hip” Mission District of San Francisco, but it was comfortable and sufficient for just the five of us. We only hosted Christmas at our home the one time; we learned our lesson pretty quick. Our family never had many set traditions. We had no annual vacations or activities outside of spending holidays with each other. Spending important holidays and celebrating milestones together is the only tradition in our family. Whether it is a birthday, a graduation, or Christmas you can expect to see the whole family, even

She’s the funniest person in our family, and the funniest person I know. She’s always had a great appreciation for anyone with a sharp tongue or a good joke no matter the age. There is no generational hierarchy in our family, the only ranks are based on your ability to keep up with the conversation. My mother is especially good at discerning who in our family will be the best to sit with at dinner. She prides herself on raising three children who could all hold their own when it comes to humor and conversation. I think it would be the bane of my mother’s existence if one of her kids couldn’t keep up with the discussion. Being able to make a go of it has been something she’s continually held us to and expected of us even early on. That expectation a being put on you at such an early age has ultimately molded us into the people we are today. I know for a fact that if it weren’t for our household atmosphere and the continuous importance put on conversational skills I wouldn’t be doing comedy, or be where I am