Many a good comedy is made taking someone out of their normal environment and putting them in a new, quite different environment.  I can tell you it's much more fun to watch it in person.

My sister's family has been here before but never in real winter. Our welcome gifts to her and her Hubby were high-efficiency snow brushes for their cars.  With extenders. With scrapers.  The good ones.  They were not impressed.  But I noticed Cara ran back into the house to get hers yesterday.  I think they now understand what a loving gift it really was.

Nephew W traveled with me to run errands in a mini blizzard with his eyes wide open.  What really got him were the elementary school children playing outside at recess in their snow pants and boots.   It had NEVER occurred to him, or Cara for that matter, that elementary school children were not locked in their classrooms for snowy recess, but are actually pushed out the school door after bundling up.

Poor Hubby M and Son A.  They got a crash course in little girls the very first morning.  Son A was ambushed in the hall with B's crushing bear hug.  Poor guy, he's barely agile in the morning and now he has to dodge perky girls in the hallway.  Hubby M was the first one little H saw in the morning.  Because he looks like an adult with a brain, she asked him to help her find clean pa*ties while she darted n*ked around Son A in the hallway.  Hubby M's a helpful guy, but out of his league in the land of little girls and their Dora unmentionables. Until now, I was the only girl in the house. I keep myself covered in Michigan layers and out of the hallway.  And I know where my stuff is.

But we are learning to adjust, and laugh, and share and help.  Good lessons even for a comedy.