Thick as Thieves

For 48 hours, Graham, my extended family and I were whisked away to the land of enchantment. For a fleeting moment, I was free. Free of spit up, tantrums, pointing out colors, changing diapers, keeping a food schedule and finding pacifies in the sketchiest depths of our home.

We let loose. Let the joy of two heartfelt, positive, energetic people, completely lost in love, take over. It was, and is, a contagious love my cousin and his bride exude.

I am part of a tribe that is almost always in rare form. We travel the world to support each other. We let the good times roll with hoot and hollers and you better believe we can get down to the rhythm of a mariachi band.

While it’s easy to be there in the thick, we’re there in the thin, sometimes with a misguided joke or unsolicited advice. However, despite any flubs, we all try our hardest because we’re family.

As I return to the ever reliable alarm clock of a hungry crying baby and a protesting toddler, I think to myself may I instill in my girls what was instilled in me: we are thick as thieves in this family and you love with reckless abandon.