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Originally Posted by CagedWings67

My family had a long vacation with my parent’s best friends up in New Hampshire. It was a college reunion with three families. Each family has kids, and as we said our goodbyes, the youngest of the children (four years old. His name is Sam) ran up to me, gave me a gigantic bear hug and said in a gut-wrenchingly cute voice, “I miss you.” I was tearing up and I didn’t want to let go of him. Also, he was adopted from Russia, and Russian kids are adorable, so it was ten times as cute. That made my WEEK. Sam now knows my weakness. I’m scared now.

Is he from the soviet?