We went to the local Whole Foods Market for milk (which he drinks by the gallon) and to choose a child to help from their store tree. He selected Sebastian, a 12 year old boy who wants a "hand-held travel game." We found him a baseball game that fit the bill at CVS, loaded him up with some batteries (which are almost as expensive as the game!) and a fleece pullover at Old Navy which my nephew assures me will be a hit. I'm glad we did this because I want him to remember that there are 12 old boys, just like him, who aren't as fortunate.
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We read books and ate burgers and pizza and played with my cats (very gentle with Joey, very patient with Reynaldo) and laughed a lot. I am glad we had the time since, now that he's 12, I'm not sure he will always be so willing to hang out with his old aunt.