I wonder if our friends, the Fosters, understood what they were getting into when a few weeks ago we were asked to come over one of these nights for dinner or dessert. If they didn't know then, they sure know now.
Tonight we went to the home of our friends and they live in the exact same apartment that my sister once lived in (actually, since my sister seems to relocate quite frequently, this may not be such a coincidence...). We enjoyed ice cream then played Apples to Apples--always a good time.
But as the sun set we needed to get home and get our kids to bed and I think our guests were tired of being jumped on and hugged. After goodbyes using either Spanish or Italian accents, we loaded up the van and headed back to our lives.