- Avery Jane saying, "Again!" any time Sam spun her around or Gram put whipped cream on her finger.
- The way Uncle John says the dog's name. It's Zorro, but he says, 'Zarro!' with a particular growl in his voice.
- Uncle John's deafness and how everyone gives him crap for it.
- Everyone accusing Gram of cheating at dominoes and her steadfast denial of it...until she actually admitted it after a few glasses of wine.
- The controlled chaos of the kitchen as Sam, Cindy, and Gram baked goods and fixed dinners.
- The sound of the train from the top floor of the house.
- The way the light of the Christmas Tree reflected from the living room.
- The crisp, clear taste of the tap water thanks to it being furnished by an actual spring.
- The constant supply of sweets (be it pie, cake, or cookies) and Uncle John's constant ravaging of them if left unattended.
- The way the verbal crosswalk indicators in NYC say street names with New York accents. (BRAWD-WAYE)
- Any time someone said, "What'sa matta witchu?"
- Looking up at night and seeing a wealth of stars in the sky.
- The bickering that comes with a household full of love.
- Christmas cookies
- The term 'rib sticking' for feel-good food.
- Any time Sam's father mentioned someone making a bad choice, he followed it with "That worked out well for him."
- The thrill of sledding after a day has gone by and the track has frozen over
- The way the entire family knows the music to 'The Quiet Man' and hums it like my family once did.
- The way Avery says, "Ove' hea" and "Get outta hea!"
- The sheer amount of languages I overhear when walking a block in NYC.
I definitely don't mind spending another night here. The entire family has shown me nothing but love and generosity. I do miss my home, though. Hopefully, my flights tomorrow go well and I get home without any further delay.
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