When I walk in my mothers belding I can tell when she is home by the way the hall smell. she has this gracefull sent that fills up the hall with a good smell. she is one of the best Cooke's I have ever meet in my life. I have alto of good memories in my moms house. from her telling me to clean my room to her telling me to get out of the kitchen.
My mothers house is very special to me it has every memories me and my mother and sister ever did. we still are accumulating memories from day to day. she bakes the best cakes in the world. her house smell like Brown sugar and also vanilla droops. my mom is my best friend. no matter how much i get in her nerves no matter how mad she gets at me but one thing she will never give up on me. I believe that I have the best mom in the world!
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