What my home sounds like, looks like, and smells like.

Home smells like freshly made pancakes on Sunday morning at my mom's, my dad's homemade sourdough bread, and his perfect ribs. Home sounds like my garden humming with life, or my dad watching the football game and my mom watching Housewives when she cooks. Home looks like my three dogs and twelve fish admiring each other, me watching my 3D printer print something at my dad's house, and my dogs playing outside together. This is what I think is the meaning of home.