My Lovely Family
There are families of two and families of a dozen people. Mine is the second type. I live in a big home with my mother, my father, my grandmother Liza, my aunt Jenny and my five siblings.
Grandma Liza is dad’s mother. She is ninety years old but she is very lively. Aunt Jenny is mom’s little sister. Indeed, she is so young that, at twenty-two years old, she is even younger than John, my eldest brother!
John is twenty five years old and he is my half-brother: he is my dad’s son, but not my mom’s. My eldest sister, Kate, is also my dad’s daughter, but she’s twenty: two years younger than my aunt Jenny.
My brother Jeremy and my sister Catherine are twins. They are both seventeen and they are my mom’s children, but not my dad’s. That’s why they are also my half-siblings. Actually, I don’t have full brothers or sisters. Or, at least, I didn’t until now.
Last week, mom and dad announced to the whole family that they are expecting a new child. I no longer will be the younger sibling, which got me a little worried at first, but then I got really happy that I will finally have a brother or sister of my own.
We still don’t know if it will be a boy or a girl. I’d like a girl, to play with her and teach her things about womanhood, although I would like a boy too. Maybe mom could have twins again!