now that i live two hours away from my sisters i tend to have moments of separation anxiety. i mope around and complain to the mister how i miss my close family and friends and make him feel guilty for moving us up here. the usual day to day with the kids keeps my mind busy for the most part but i still feel the same once i really start to think about how nice it would be for the kids to grow up playing with their cousins. here we have raoul's family which is pretty small and their two cousins who live near us are teenagers. they are really sweet big cousins despite the age difference.
so when my cousin who lives about thirty miles away offered to pick us up to spend the day at her house i was stoked. our car was in the mechanic for over a week so being out of the house and with family was the best and we enjoyed it thoroughly.