Dad is a "football fan" in our family. Whenever there is a football match, he is always the first to know. On the day of the game, he was always the first to grab the TV, and then sat on the sofa, holding a watermelon-like round belly, watching it with relish, often cheering loudly, and sometimes rushing behind the players, wishing he could go in and kick himself. This often makes my mother and I laugh and cry. Mom, the most nagging person in my family, often hears adults say, "When you get older, you talk more." But my mother nagged me when I was only 35 years old: from the day I went to school, my mother told me every morning, "Listen carefully in class, don't talk, don't make small moves, don't … come home after school, don't play on the road, watch the cars on the left and right, don't talk to strangers, don't walk with strangers …" She always talked endlessly. I really don't understand how my young mother can talk so much; The source of laughter in my family-me. I'm cute. I'm a happy parent. I especially like to laugh, and many small things that others think are not enough to laugh will make me laugh. Any topic that Mom and Dad talk about at the dinner table may cause me to "laugh wildly". Crosstalk and sketches will make me laugh even harder. To this end, my mother taught me to "smile without showing my teeth" and be like a lady, but my nature cannot change.
This is my dear and lovely family. We live together, care for each other and take care of each other. How happy I am to live in such a family!