The Five Senses of Home

When I think of my home I think of the five senses. When I think of touch I think of my cat's fur and how it is so soft. I also think of my mom's soft blankets. When I think of taste, I think of my mom's cheeseburger pasta. I also think my mom's fresh banana bread. When I think of the sounds of my house, I think of my dad yelling at a hockey game and think of my cats crying at the door for 45 minutes every morning for attention. When I think of sight, I think of my mom's blanket spread around the house. I also think my toys spread around the house. When I think of smell, I think of my cat stinky farts. I also think of my mom's great smelling meals. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity for giving other families a place to call home.