We are back and they are leaving this week. Sadly, that’s how life works. Just when they are comfortable with us, really comfortable even without a shared language, they will be packing and returning home.
And yes, they are getting older: 3 for Mia and 5 for Mihael-delicious ages. Finally they know us and enjoy us. I chased them around the apartment yesterday as they begged to be caught and tickled and they kept coming back for more, without any pressure. We cranked the music up and they danced. Everyone danced.
I wonder what it will be like when we invade their lives in October?