I am the youngest in my family. I used to think that I was the middle child. I thought that since my brother's birthday is April twenty-third 2003, and mine is February twenty-third 2006. So I forgot about the years, and I thought that I was older. My mom cooks some really good things to eat. She is really nice, and she cares for me and other people. I love her so much I might even explode! She is the best!!
