A loving family
There are three people in our family, father, mother and me. We are a loving family.
Let's start with dad. Dad is a bus
A loving family
There are three people in our family, father, mother and me. We are a loving family.
Let's start with dad. Dad is a busy man, busy with his mobile phone all day, leaving early and returning late every day. According to my mother, every night when my father comes home, he always comes to my room to watch me sleep, kiss my little face and touch my little feet before going back to my room to rest. Dad listens to me whenever he is free, either playing Go with me at home or taking us out for a ride. My father and I both regard each other as "advanced toys", playing, making noise and going crazy. Whenever this time, my mother always looks at us and smiles. A few days ago, my father went abroad on business. I missed him the day after he left. I couldn't help crying when my father called home and heard that he cared. The next day, my mother sent a message to my father, and my father called back and promised to go home when I was done. A few days later, my father came home in the middle of the night and brought me a crystal tablet, which can be used when I practice calligraphy. Dad never forgets to care about me no matter how busy he is!
Let's talk about mom Mom is in charge of everything at home except work. Because my mother has a pair of "skillful hands", every time a guest comes to my house, she praises our house as spotless. My father and I are very happy and have become two "big and small babies" in this warm family. Neither my father nor I forgot my mother's hard work. Father often rewards his mother. I often help her with housework, and sometimes I beat my back and send her a cup of hot tea.
As for me, I am a good baby of my parents. I am good at all subjects, and I have learned to play chess, swim and skate ... My handwriting is also good, and I won the first prize!
Our family is like a round egg, my mother is the "egg white", I am the most nutritious "yolk" and my father is the "eggshell", which protects us tightly. Our family of three loves each other, and no one can live without anyone.