




I remember when I was little going to visit my cousins. It was never a quick trip, it was always a long drive. Mom would pack up the car full of snacks and clothes. ( I don't actually remember the clothes, but I am sure they were there.) We would drive and drive and then we would get to see our cousins. It would always take a little while to get comfortable with them again, to remember that we were friends because we didn't get to see one another that often.
It is weird because now we are the aunts and uncles. I packed up the car full of food and activities and we drove and drove and drove. I watched as my kids sounded out their cousins and then started playing like crazy. It was so fun, and so weird!
We had such a great time!


































