How do you know your home…

In my family (mom, dad, sister and me) we know we are home when all the following happen:
Nadine and I are fighting, calling each other names.(i am also pulling her hair or she is punching me)

The girls gang up on my dad.

We always find a cool parking spot (must be the good karma).

My dad pulls his faces with all the stories we tell him.

My mom smiles and says we are silly.

Nadine is hugging and screaming in your ear how much she loves you, and how sorry she is for being mean.

I moan and groan about how unorganized this bloody family is!

Dad and mom check with us if they look ok to go out in public with us.

Nadine and I fight over who showers first.

Nadine takes forever to get ready.

Dad waits patiently while we faff.

Mom checks that we eat something, even before dinner!

Dad tells us to hurry up.

I am ready, but as we leave I would have forgotten something.

Nadine and I get moody when we hungry and my mom feeds us.

Dad tags along shopping and ends up sitting somewhere and waiting for us.

We giggle allot!

Mom tells us to behave (even tho we are grown up, we act like kids)

Dad always gets something nice to nibble on, like biltong, ice cream etc.

Nadine always tries out the healthy meals.

Dad will have burger, mom depends on mood, and i always have something with mayo and
fries! (my food is always served last)

We walk hand in hand, me with dad, or with mom.

We stare at people... i know it rude but its fun!

Nadine flirts with all the cute guys.

I have to see handbags.

Nadine BUYS stuff.

I go into EVERY SHOP and buy NOTHING!
You know your home with the silliest of things…
I LOVE MY FAMILY MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!