I'm back in Berlin after two wonderful weeks on the German coast. This is an annual event with my parents in law, and sister in law's family. Spread over two houses, we have six adults and seven children - this time eight, as the eldest brought a friend along. The two youngest ones (both boys) are separated by five months, and toddled and crawled along together pretty well. The next are three and four years (boy and girl), and are like a little cute married couple, speaking of each other as "sweet little x/y" and running around naked. The second eldest (boy and girl) are six and seven of age, and practice reading and writing together. And the eldest (eleven, boy) brought a friend along whom we adopted as our own child, voted (behind the back of our kids) as an ideal child, and decided that not only should all children be like him, but we should as well (caring, kind, interested, helpful, positive).
I'm often torn between spending most of my vacations with family, yet on the other hand knowing that our parents will not be around forever, and that our kids will soon grow up to become moody teenagers, who will definitely not run around naked together and hit off with their cousins as if they'd be soul mates.
In a few days, I'm off to visit my own parents in Helsinki. Wish me luck for the trip, as I'm flying alone with the three kids (my husband doesn't have enough vacation days). My blog vacation hence continues, but I am certain I will be back regularly after my trip.
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