Wes and I ventured out a bit yesterday to spend a couple of hours visiting my niece Kathy and great-nephew Shawn, who happen to be Wes’ cousin and first cousin once removed. That’s a mouthful! It took a little research on my part to figure out that whole cousin family tree business. Once removed per generation apparently? I’m still not sure. But one thing I AM certain of is that my sister’s grandbaby is truly sweet as pie.
(and did I mention CUTE?)
Toddlers are just the freaking best. The talk! They giggle! They throw balls in the air! They take a set of plastic keys and pretend to walk out the door, wave bye-bye and lock up behind them. They WILLINGLY sit on your lap and ask you to read them a book. Swoon.
And Shawn was just as confused about all that “removed” nonsense as I was. Those boys were going to be as close as two peas in a pod if he was to have anything to with it.
He was all like, okay Wes, you just sit here like a nice baby and I will hold you:
And Wes was all like, lol what?
And then Shawn was all like, what the heck is wrong with this kid, this is supposed to be fun!
So yeah, Wes didn’t exactly, er, cooperate. Poor Shawny. All he wanted to do was hold the baby. But my little independent stinker wasn’t going to have a bit to do with that.