My family is a coffee bean;
They taste great despite many difficulties.
My mom is a cup of hot coffee;
Bitter at first, but become sweet soon afterward.
My dad is the cup that holds everything in place.
My sister is an ice-cold latte
Who looks nice on the outside, but cold at heart.
My little brother is the sweet caramel,
Which can make you sick if you have it too much.
And finally, I’m the whip cream
That looks white and plain, but surprisingly makes a great topping.