Day 11: Your Family

As my doctor says, I'm a golden nugget. I'm an only child. So, for so long, I only knew a family to made of three people. I always thought that three was just right. A lot of literary families were made of threes like the three little bears, three billy goats gruff and three little pigs. 

Even though I no longer live close to home, my parents and I are as close ever. I still call home fairly often. My parents are adorable and they read my blog. My recent favorite moment was my mom telling me that her and my dad are carrying my poem in their pockets for me. Oh, how I love them!