March 25, 2008
The living room is crowded with boxes and things from the spare bedroom. My youngest son moved in with me last week. This is the fourth time in the past five years one of my two sons has moved in. They stay a month or two and then move on, and the bedroom returns to storage space. My sons are easy to live with. They are quiet, have nice friends, and keep regular hours. They are good company when they are here, which is not that much. The daughters, I go visit. They have pretty stable lives of their own.