Loving Home

What reminds me of home is a family picture on the wall. In my house, I feel safe, loved and happy. When I wake up, I smell my mom's cinnamon rolls and my dad's delicious chocolate chip cookies. Before we go to bed, we tell each other jokes, but when my brother tells his jokes, they are not funny, but we laugh at his jokes because we want him to feel confused. Spending time together is what home means to me.