Alexander acts like a guest expecting maid service. And then this week, he invites (with my permission) others to join him.
Last week, Daniel comes. He's a good friend of Alexander's from Cornell. A really nice kid. When Alexander was in LA last year, Daniel's parents graciously entertained the boys with multiple dinners. I offer to cook, but my offer is declined. The first morning Daniel's here, I find him asleep with no linens on my white sofa. The deflated aero bed is sitting on the floor nearby.
Daniel stays from Wednesday to Friday. Tiffany arrives a couple of hours after Daniel leaves. Another college friend. Tiffany also brings Mark, a friend of hers who graduated last year. I pretty much live in my bedroom as the guests have totally taken over the living room, dining area, as well as Alexander's room.
I love when Alexander has friends over. It's not that. It's the fact that my apartment is barely big enough for two people, three of four people shrink my living space even more.
I tell Tiffany that the cost of staying here is that I get to take some pictures of her. Alexander is of course thrilled with this announcement.
Girls make much better houseguests than boys do. Tiffany comes with a box of Godiva's as a gift, and while Alexander is in the shower, I find her in the kitchen putting some plates in the dishwasher. Before she leaves this afternoon, she's deflating the aero bed, and folding up her sheets.
I like when Alexander's friends stay. Just one more bathroom and a bigger bedroom for Alexander is all I want. And him too, I'm sure.
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