What is Home?

When and my family got our first house in Canada, my dad went to check the bathroom, and there was a strange button in the toilet (I was in my room and all my family were in the bathroom). My mom told my dad to just press the button and nothing bad would happen but guess what? My family started laughing and I didn’t know why so I went to the bathroom and saw my dad with his pants all wet. It turns out that the button he pressed is for cleaning when you’re pooping. So to answer this question, home is a place where memories are made, even the good ones or the bad ones and a home is just not the same as a house.