We spent an absolutely glorious Shabbos with Aunt Ruby and Ari and their kids. It really felt like coming back home, and that always feels good. I love 'em, that's all there is to it.
Also, Husbinator noted that I picked up a few of Aunt Ruby's mannerisms somewhere along the way, most notably using "Tatty" as a term of endearment for little boys. He claims that she is the only other person who does that, and she totally did not help me out by claiming everybody else calls boys "tatteleh," too.
So yeah. Lots of talking, lots of laughing, lots of just being relaxed and surrounded by real adopted family. Good times.
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