A great place called home

Home is when every morning I wake up and say good morning to my family. Home is when I come and open the door then I smell all of the food my mom is cooking in the kitchen for dinner. When I come home my dog always welcomes me by jumping on me and having a toy in her mouth. Home is when we all share laughter in the living room. When I think of home it means coming home to all of the food on the table,my mom listening to music, and my dog laying on the couch with a toy or a sock in her mouth.home is when I go to bed nice and cozy with the warmest blankets ever.At home I think of when I'm sad all my family members have the biggest heart in the world to make me feel better.