My relative is coming to visit. I don't know exactly how we're related. I think he might be my dad's cousin or second cousin. He's not really letting us know anything though, and it's really frustrating because he's got this idea that the United States is easy to travel around. I seem to remember my dad driving 7 hours to get him from the airport once just because he assumed that you know, New York is so close to Maryland. Something like that. Maybe it was another state. I think I'm going to be driving to NY to pick him up. Oy. Old Chinese men who have too much money and too much time on their hands and stuck in the ancient culture of just showing up and assuming it's not a hassle.

So he's not that bad, but I'm just really frustrated with it all. I was expecting time off two weeks from now when he originally said he was coming, but then he did the whole, "Just kidding! I'm coming a week early but not sure which day!" deal. We're apparently going to drive him up to Canada too. Another Wu, who I have never met, and I'm really unsure of how exactly we're even connected, goes to school there. Fifth cousin, or cousin five times removed? So confusing.

I'm not really this crabby about this.

On another note, Wendy brought baby Nathaniel to visit again. Diaper visit! No, seriously. She came in and told us he needed a changing because he'd peed, so she changed the diaper. Of course we were all in the room, because whatever, he's adorable and makes really cute noises. Then he really got the look and started spitting up. Man, poopy diaper! A few seconds later, he made a face and peed again. So that was another diaper. After that, we all thought, "Okay, he's done showing off." He's still adorable. Okay, enough of the goopy Tong Gu.