You know, I've never really had a mother or a father. I mean surely I must have, at some point, but it's been so long now that I can't recall.
I don't know why I've been thinking about it so much lately. I've got sisters and brothers and mothers and fathers on the brain lately! It's very curious. Oh, but I've already got a little brother. Does this mean I'm going to have another?
It would be nice, I think.
Delicious home-cooked meals and hugs and warm happy feelings all the time. ...Perhaps I'd get sick of it though. It might get a little boring.
Do all you have mothers and fathers? What's it like? I'd love to know.