One of my few issues with living here in New England (other than snow and ice and hail and any temperatures that dip below, say, 65 degrees) is not having my family nearby. I love Jim’s family dearly, but I miss my side of the family. That’s why I was very excited when my cousin Sarah and her husband and son recently moved within a few hours of us. I drove up to visit them today while my Aunt was visiting Sarah, and I loved every minute of our family time. The girls were happy to see their little cousin Oliver (second cousin? first cousin once-removed? Who knows! Well, my mom probably does…). They were especially happy that Oliver was so good about sharing his stash of toys, and that he had access to some pretty amazing parks.
It’s still hard to wrap my mind around the fact that I’m spending time with my relatives as an adult with my own family, and that my cousin and I are sharing parenting strategies, rather than being subjected TO parenting strategies (well, perhaps we still are, unbeknownst to us!). I’m so glad that my girls and Oliver are similar in age, just like Sarah and I are, so they can grow up “together,” even if they end up separated by distance. Because as we well know, geographic distance is no match for family ties!
Great Pictures! It looks like a fun time was had by all!!
How awesome you were able to get together! Still weirded out that my sister and cousin are moms though..!