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To the German family who will soon have my son….

In a week or so, you will have the pleasure of living with my son Jack, just as I was honored to host your daughter Charlotte, and her friend Alina.  These girls became part of our family from breakfast morning talks over Pop Tarts to t-shirt shopping at the Gap. As the days quickly passed, we all fell into a routine and my heart soon fell in love with them.  When the bus pulled out that Sunday morning, I cried right…

“Our Germans”- Day 16

(written on Saturday, Day 15.) I am sitting here with Izzy snoring on my lap.  The house is very quiet and the mood is somewhat somber.  Chip and Jack are in Connecticut for a regatta.  The girls and I have been eating, then shopping, then eating for the last 5 hours and they are "pooped".  I  know that's not why it is quiet. It is quiet because they leave Sunday. For the past 2 weeks I have had three children in the…

Our Germans-Day 5.

Late Friday night we welcomed our German exchange students.  As the bus pulled up, the American students and their families waved both American and German flags. It was quite moving and a foreshadow of the excitement yet to come. Amelia is away and not here to experience having Charlotte and Alina in our home. That is unfortunate. As an Italian, I belong to a nationality, arguably, of suspicious and superstitious people. I remember one holiday, my in-laws had a foreign student for…