Dinner table.

Alright, Mom, my request is that we do not have vingar in any meal for at least the first week that I am home, as I may have had enough of it to last me quite some time. That aside, dinner tonight was the best dinner I´ve had. Not food wise, though that wasn´t bad either, but the family was great. Dani, the youngest, found out today that I wasn´t staying for the year, and that I was leaving in three weeks. He then proceeded to eat dinner on my lap. Mind you, Dani doesn´t talk to me. He´s been scared of me since I arrived, but apparently his bashfulness entirely disappeared and wanted to know when I would be coming back to visit. Then the older one wanted us to do a photo shot--I told him he would need to put a shirt on, and I would have to change out of my sweatpants, so we opted to do one later. I hadn´t realized how much they were going to miss me, as I´ve pretty much felt like a tenant here most of the semester, aside from my señora waiting up until I arrive home at night. That makes me feel like home--just kidding mom and dad.

Though I´m off to Paris for a long weekend, I´ll have a decent amount of time to spend with the kids when I come back, as I won´t have too many classes, and some of my finals are as early as, gulp, a week from tomorrow. I´ll keep this on short, in case anyone is pressed for time, you should read my Morocco blog. Miss you all, and will see you in a few weeks.