My nephew flew in for the week, and we're having such a good time having him around. He is the son of my husband's sister, and we all used to live close to each other, until we moved overseas when the boys were four and five years old. They've only spent a week or two together at a time every few years since then. But we've always gone to their house. This time Trey came here.
All I can say is, he assimilated. Kind of a seamless transition from his house to ours. It's been fun, hearing all of the kids upstairs laughing, feet pounding on the floor, having to tell them it's late and they need to go to bed. Then there are the times when we tell family stories, and laughter spreads all around.
A week isn't long. But it's just enough time to let the kids hang out, touch base, and reconnect. Now if I can just get him to stop saying "yes ma'am."
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