Home means my five senses

I see my house with smoke coming out of the chimney. My parents coming out of the car with cake, presents and even my grandma, grandpa, aunties, uncles and cousins. I hear laughter filling the House with joy and love all around. I hear the table getting ready with plates, forks, spoons, cake, chicken, and salad, for my whole family to munch it all up together. I smell cookies from the oven getting baked and warmed up. When I see the cookies, they look fresh and crunchy. I even see from the distance the hot air cooling down. My mouth is watering ready to munch them all, looks so fresh and crunchy. I poke the cake to taste it to get a piece of it. The cake was outstanding so time for crunchy, crunchy cookies. So good, warm and crunchy yum, yum! I like the cake and cookies They tasted wonderful. After tasting the cake and cookies, I learned that it helps me remember my cozy wonderful home. It also helps me to remember of my fives senses, it was awesome to learn them all. seeing, hearing, and smelling my beloving cookies, touching, and tasting my favorite cake, it’s the best memory of the good smelling cozy home.