Monday, June 29, 2009

We are F-A-M-I-L-Y

Saturday was the big annual (Grandpa's side) Family Reunion. Well, some of us thought it was a week ago, but we won't get into that.

I suppose I have mentioned that I only have three super-wonderful first cousins. (A little buttering-up never hurt anyone!) Amy, who's expecting her first baby later this year, Cousin J, & Cousin E, who occasionally pops in here to say hello and defend himself from my sometimes faulty memory.

Anyway, despite not seeing each other as often as we would like (at least, I hope they would like to as much as I...) it's not really hard to keep up with each other and what's going on. Our kids play together well, we share our grandparents pretty well, and well, we're used to our pint sized family.

Grandpa's family is a whole 'nother story. My mom has more aunts, uncles, cousins, & hangers-on than most small town phone books. Grandpa's reunion is full of food, talking, games, talking, swimming, talking, sitting, talking... Grandpa's family can talk anyone else under the table. (Must be where Polly and I get it from.)

My three girls are used to not having many cousins. Fen has exalted status as their "First First Cousin". Prince Charming has two young cousins close to Polly's age. My cousins have, so far, three children close to my kids' ages. It's not complicated and it's not crowded.

But come Family Reunion Time: cousins pour out of the woodwork. First cousins once removed, second cousins, second cousins once removed, cousins from Virginia, cousins from here and a few folks that aren't related to us at all, but we'll claim 'em anyway. My children have been to a few reunions now and are catching on to the fact that we are -for the most part - related to all the people in attendance.

One little guy wasn't so clued in. His grandma (My mom's double cousin, my first cousin once removed, want to see the chart?) brought him through the gate into the Backyard Family Reunion Extravaganza. He clutched her hand tighter. "These are your cousins, honey," she told him. He looked around, eyes growing larger by the second.

"All these people are my cousins?" She assured him it was so. He was speechless.

Considering he's related to us, it was a short lived condition.

3 comments:

Kelly said...

Now you know what it feels like to be me! Except cousins are always pouring out of the woodwork in my life, especially now that my cousins are having kids. I'm not exactly sure if that makes them my cousins though. I'll have to ask your mom.

Amy said...

I don't know the last time, if EVER, that I have been to a family reunion.

Seeing how my family is very small on one side there wouldn't be much point in a reunion anyway. I have a fair amount of cousins (7) on the other side, but we don't keep in touch much. Except the one that recently started blogging. We keep up with each other that way.

Oh anyway... enough about my family history. Sounds like you had a fun time! But the really important thing is... how was the food??

Karabeth said...

Okay, so I missed it. I'm sorry already!!!! I was just extremely early.

One thing you forgot to mention about the talking: not only is there a lot of it, but it is LOUD! We all tend to try to out-yell each other.

If you'll give me time I'll be able to chart even the hangers-on into the family tree. Even if I had to go back as far as Noah (wouldn't that be nice!) they're connected.

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