Time Flys

It's amazing watching kids grow up. I'm excited to see my nieces and nephews when I get back to Houston in December. The last time I saw my younger brother's kids they were barely talking. Now you can't make them stop. Spiderman and princesses are all that matter.

I visited my friend Violetta the other day. Violetta was the first girl friend that I made in Italy. She doesn't speak English nor at the time did I speak Italian. I was armed with a dictionary and gestures and we made it happen. She's an amazing woman. After earning enough money, she was able to send for her son, who was with his grandparents in their home country of Romania, to Rome. He was a shy 9 year old. Now, he's 14 and his voice is changing!! At least I can still get hugs from him without him squirming off. I laughed when I saw his shirt, then Violetta hit me and told me to shoosh. Violetta knows what's going on. And kids think their parents don't get things...often they do. They'd just prefer that the kids dont know it. :)