7 Hours

Since we first started showing off my nephew, lots of people have come to visit him. My best friend, some of my parent's friends, and my brother's friend. And seven hours ago my nephew left, taking the seven hour car drive home. They had left a half hour after his naptime was supposed to take place, so he was very cranky when we said our goodbyes. Screaming, and crying, and only quiet when you gave him something new to play with every two minutes. Which none of us was about to do. Five minutes after he left, I realized that I was listening for his screaming. He's only been gone seven hours and I miss him soooooooooooooooooooooo much. But at least we got lots and lots of very very cute pictures of him. In other news, one of my parent's friends that came to visit my nephew this morning gave me a very nice offer to meet a professional violinist in the fall. I'll keep you posted about that. In other words, I'm going to forget to tell you people about that for about a month.