A Night at the Opera

During Nagymama's visit we had the opportunity to spend time together, just the two of us. Az anyam and az apam went off to see a depressing opera about babies being thrown on fires and gypsies getting oppressed.

We (Nagymama and I) had a quid pro quo sort of thing go. She scratched my back, I scratched her's. She bathed me, I blew out the candles on her cake. She fed me dinner, I acted ridiculously cutely. It went so well that az anyam and az apam were a bit put off by my not missing them enough.

The only issue was when she put me to bed, she left more door too open. I had to holler downstairs to her, "Nagymama, csak egy picit nyitva." She came upstairs and left the door just ajar and then we were all good.