My home is five senses

My home is five senses My Home can be a taste like when it is a snowy day, and I take the first sip of my mother's hot cocoa. Also, when I bake a meal with my dad that I will never forget. My home can be a taste when my grandma comes home and gives us a fresh batch of cookies. My home can be a taste of popcorn on a family movie night. My Home can be a touch like when I jump in the pool on a sizzling summer day and my sibling splashes the freezing water in my face. My home can be a touch like when I come home from school, and I get a huge warm hug from my mom. My home can be a touch like petting my cats in the morning. My Home can be a sound like when it is family game night, and I yell “UNO.” My Home can be a sound when laughter fills the whole house because dad told us bad jokes. My home can be a sound when my dog wants to play and barks at me to play with her. My home can be a sound of joy when it's Christmas day and me and my siblings shred the Christmas themed wrapping paper. My home can be a sight of a beautiful craft I made with my family. My home can be a sight when I read a card from my mom on my birthday. My home can be a sight of my back yard covered in snow. My home can be a sight when we watch a new movie on family movie night. My home can be a smell of my mom's perfume ready to go on her girl's night. My home can be a smell like when I wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs on a cold Saturday morning. My home can be a smell of mom's holiday cookies with a new fresh candy cane scented candle. My home can be a smell of hot dog on the barbecue. My home is five senses.