My Two Homes

I love my two homes because at my moms we eat together at the dinner table as I eat my sandwich crunching down on it. At my dads me and my siblings play soccer downstairs as I shoot the ball into the back of my opponents net scoring the winning goal. At my moms my family reads to me as I close my eyes and fall asleep. At my dads we play on our trampoline as my brothers double bounce me and I fly into the air like superman. At my moms two new puppies jump on me and give me a lot of wet kisses on my lips. I am so lucky to have not one but two homes. A house is built with bricks, wood and cement, but a home is built with love, laughter and comfort. That is why my two homes are the best.