Wednesday, August 01, 2012

Will He Remember Me?

I picked up my nephew from the airport today; he flew in from Seattle by himself to visit us in Reno. Last I saw him, it was years and years ago and now he's 8 years old. I must admit, I don't know that much about him other than he likes Thomas the Train...and it scared me that he's no longer a toddler but a walking, talking young child who has a mind of his own. As I asked his dad (via text messages) my nephew's likes and dislikes, food preference and allergies, I held back the only question I had left. I guess the answer will come soon enough.

After the plane had landed and I was at the gate to pick him up, I finally popped the question to my nephew, "Do you remember who I am?" Without hesitation he responded with a firm, "YES!" And I left it at that even though I wondered if he remembered which of the three other aunties I was. Hey, at least he didn't react as if I was a complete stranger.  After all, it has been years since we've seen each other in person.

We spent the afternoon together eating lunch (a treat of hot dogs and frozen yogurt swirl with full sugar soda).  He rode his scooter on the street in front of our house while I rode my bike and we played a video game for a bit until his mom drove in to town from the suburbs of San Francisco. Whether he truly remembered who I was or not, we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other better.

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