All friends know that you can come to our home at 3 o'clock in the morning, we will feed you, will give you tea and put you to bed =)

So it was in the family of my husband and so it happened with our family. For me at first it was all wild, but then I discovered a lot of pluses in this approach.

How I grew up? We lived with my parents and grandmother. Parents, as usual, were almost always at work, and I spent my weekdays with my grandmother. I was not allowed to visit my classmates: "Are you a lonley cow?!" On long-stay-days at school, it was also impossible to stay: "You don't have a home?" Also there were prohibited to invite guests at home: "Are you going to feed the whole crowd?!" That was till the sixth class. Then the governess of my classmate, who lived in a neighboring house, somehow agreed with my grandmother. She began to let me go for a short time and very rarely to visit a classmate. But the rest of the rules did not change. In high school, only my boyfriend "entered" our home. Our friends could only stand modestly in the hallway, while they waited.

And only in the institute, during practice after the third year, I invited friends for dinner. Practice passed in front of my house :)

But in my husband's family everything was radically different. The doors of their house were always open. It is not surprising that our already common friends are accustomed to this and I had no choice but to accept it.

Now I can not imagine if it could be different. When children grow up, we will always be happy to see their friends at home. Let them better be under supervision, than not knowing where there are. Yes, and knowing your children's friends is also good. I hope that with age I will not turn into my grandmother. I think husband will not allow.

So, as we say, be our guest :) Tea, warmth and sincere conversations will never end.

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