When I Think of Home...

When I think of my home I think mostly of when I get home every day from school my cat brushes its fur gently on my legs, and on summer days when my sister and I put the sprinkler under the trampoline and when we are done, we roll around in the grass and get all grassy. Or the times when my dad joins me and her, and he double bounces us, and my sister goes extra high, and we all laugh about it. Oh! And especially on winter nights when me and My family watch Christmas movies with hot chocolate and get cozy on the couch with a blanket.