30 Days of Thanks: Cousins

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“Hey- what’s your favorite kind of fart?”

“Favorite kind? What do you mean?”

“Like loud ones, stinky ones, quiet ones?”

:Oh man- I like ’em all.”

– actually conversation overheard between Scorch and his cousin this weekend.

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I have 9 first cousins- and growing up, none of them lived more then an hour away. We got together for every holiday, birthday and random event you can think of.   My kids have 3 cousins- and the closest one lives 6 hours away. Not quite the same upbringing I had, huh?

Thanksgiving is a big deal on the Hubs side of the family because (most of the time) it’s the one time of year my mother-in-law gets all 3 of her sons and their families together for a holiday. This year my youngest brother-in-law and his wife couldn’t make it (you were missed!) but my older brother-in-law made the 16 hour trip with his boys. Fric is 8 and Frack is 7 (he’s 6 months older then Scorch). We only see the boys 2-3 times a year, so I hold my breath every time we see them. Will the kids still get along? Will they be shy with each other? Will they take forever to warm up with each other?

And, once again, I worried for nothing. I don’t think my kids let their cousins even take off their jacket before they were all over them, asking them to play, wanting to show them their tricks and asking them all sorts of question. And the Fric and Frack gave it back just as good as they get it- and it’s awesome because the kids don’t need us for any reason except as referees.

What wasn’t so awesome were the farting contests and the arguments over who won them, the stinky smell of sneakers, and the rivers of sweat from some crazy games of wall ball- but those are small prices to pay for 3 days of pure fun with some of our favorite people.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About Heather

I adore my family, writing, books, cats, lazy mornings in bed, and chocolate. I'll never say no to breakfast for dinner, long talks with friends and lazy summer days at the pool with family. I've somehow morphed into a crazy sports mom, a skier and someone who lifts weights. My life is often crazy, always awesome and one I'm so happy to be living!

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  1. HA! “Oh man, I like ’em all” Classic gross boy 🙂 I bet Bean held her own just fine with all those boys!

    I feel the same: I grew up with all my cousins as well and it kills me that my kids won’t have that privilege. My mom was also one of six, all of whom had several children so we had so many cousins. We just won’t have that in our family. Thank goodness for skype, etc so at least the kids know who each other are!

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