Reunions and Goodbyes

Loads of tears, welcome backs and sadly, after only a few hours, there were goodbyes.My mums twin sister's son came down from Montana after three years and most of the family came to see him.The day kicked off with us picking him up at his grandmothers and after cheerful "hellos," "we've missed you so much," and my dad happily adding "You need a hair cut," we were off to our house for some pizza and catching up. After cousins yelling, screaming, running up and down the stairs for a couple hours we all decided to calm things down and show him around downtown.With my mum bringing the video camera and taping we have loads of memory lane to stroll down and of course some bloopers.We showed him the city lights and all the greatness of Sacto (secretly trying to convince him to stay,) we finally made way back home, and watched the video. And in all the "do I really look like that?" and all the questions and laughs everyone has after watching themselves on tape we asked if he would like to live in Montana or down here(letting our secret out that we really wanted him to stay.) He smiled and replied with the memorable and hippiest of answers that I have grown to know and love, "its too polluted and you can see the stars better in Montana." The dreaded hour came when we had to say goodbye, and of course my mum started crying, and me taking after her, did as well. In the end all we saw was the back of my aunt Sarah's car driving away and my cousin pretending to escape.