There’s almost always food involved.
And giggles and snorts and the guarantee that you WILL NOT get away with even the slightest lapse of attention…
When they look at you, they somehow recognize themselves, or their sister, or Grandma Daisy, and who could be genuinely nasty to Grandma Daisy?
We document our lives together…
… and are documented unto.
Cousins are dolphins who swim tight alongside when we need support in rough waters, and who take pictures and laugh with us when we’re sailing smooth.
Adopted cousins can marry in, too…
… although this means assuming some risks, naturally.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for risking the leap that landed you in this messy clan, and for so wholeheartedly adopting us into yours.
The laws of physics and economics dictate that it’s not always possible to live close enough to all your cousins on both sides of the aisle to know and enjoy them all equally, yet.
But we count on the reality that dolphins will be dolphins, wherever we sail.