My nephew Harry goes home to NY today. He's spent the past five weeks here in Minneapolis, interning at his uncle's (my husband's) office. Not every fifteen year old gets to see an investment firm in action. He's a lucky kid.
We went out to dinner last night to celebrate his impending departure. (Oops- sorry, Harry, that didn't come out quite right.) Japanese food at Fujiya. We had fun.
We asked Harry what he thought of his experience. He conceded it was a good one, but didnt' say much more than that. I'm not sure if that's the teenager thing or the math-jock thing coming into play. Probably both.
The office aside, however, it was a delight to have him here. He is a pleasant, interesting person and his patience with his cousin Sophia is unbelievable. Tickle fights, spitting contests, GoFish, you name it, Harry was game for all. She will miss him terribly. So will I.