Day 6 and 7 - normal, hectic days.
Day 8 -FIRE ALARM AT 5 AM! Thank goodness it wasn't a fire. It was my niece, up at that Godforsaken time, getting ready to catch a plane to Italy, who turned on the wrong burner to make her cup of tea. That burner happened to have a pot on it, ready for her brother's oatmeal that morning. Let me tell you, you wake up in one friggin' hurry when you hear a fire... alarm at that time of the day! Needless to say, this ole' lady was a zombie all day at school.
Niece #4 got herself all packed, ready and off to Italy. Such a mature young 17 year old who basically took care of herself all week. She hauled her brother around with her to and from school, grad photos, grad dress deliveries, the gym, picking up stuff at the waterless house, making her own vegan meals, and just being a very together teenager!
I shall miss the texts - "Can you pick up some bananas? Can you put the kettle on? Can I go here? Can I do this?" She will turn 18 in Italy. I told her to watch out for those Italian men, and to scream if they try to pinch her butt. Also, to watch out for the pickpockets! Great advice, no? I also told her to go to the Tivoli Fountain. I forgot to tell her to make a wish though. I will have to text her that!
The parents arrive late tonight, so I still have my nephew here until tomorrow, when I close the chapter on my eight days of being "loco parentis" , when I drop him off at school. Sweet memories of many things, oatmeal, green smoothies and pancakes being some of them! Merci à ma chère nièce et mon cher neveu!
Day 8 -FIRE ALARM AT 5 AM! Thank goodness it wasn't a fire. It was my niece, up at that Godforsaken time, getting ready to catch a plane to Italy, who turned on the wrong burner to make her cup of tea. That burner happened to have a pot on it, ready for her brother's oatmeal that morning. Let me tell you, you wake up in one friggin' hurry when you hear a fire... alarm at that time of the day! Needless to say, this ole' lady was a zombie all day at school.
Niece #4 got herself all packed, ready and off to Italy. Such a mature young 17 year old who basically took care of herself all week. She hauled her brother around with her to and from school, grad photos, grad dress deliveries, the gym, picking up stuff at the waterless house, making her own vegan meals, and just being a very together teenager!
I shall miss the texts - "Can you pick up some bananas? Can you put the kettle on? Can I go here? Can I do this?" She will turn 18 in Italy. I told her to watch out for those Italian men, and to scream if they try to pinch her butt. Also, to watch out for the pickpockets! Great advice, no? I also told her to go to the Tivoli Fountain. I forgot to tell her to make a wish though. I will have to text her that!
The parents arrive late tonight, so I still have my nephew here until tomorrow, when I close the chapter on my eight days of being "loco parentis" , when I drop him off at school. Sweet memories of many things, oatmeal, green smoothies and pancakes being some of them! Merci à ma chère nièce et mon cher neveu!
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