Home Is Where The Heart Is

A home is a safe place where you can talk to your family, play with your family, and spend time with your family and all of that makes memories. Some memories can be bad memories. Like, when my mom lost her uncle, everyone was sad. I love my family because they care for me when I'm sad and always make me feel better. Not all memories are bad, some memories are exciting and special. One of my favorite memories is when my family and I discovered a nest of baby bunnies living in our backyard. We were able to follow the baby bunnies from just being born until they were big enough to go on their own. Every year my dad believes the mommy bunny comes back to our yard each year to again nest and have more babies. My mom thinks he is crazy! This is why I love my family.