My little brother has been living in montana with my aunt so for Christmas we went up there. my little brother has always been a little weird but for some reason hanging out with these cousins makes him even more strange. Him and my cousins all just meow like cats all the time.
My cousin Wes bought his brother a Nerf pistol so they could play Russian roulette…. This did not go over well with other members of the family and brought up the debate of whether it is worse to teach kids to shoot others with guns or to shoot themselves.
My Grandpa has no recognition of personal space. Today I took like 5 steps away from him and after every step he would just step right next to me again… And then he went for the guiding hand. *shudder*
Every Christmas They jump in the river. I cannot tolerate being called a wimp and always end up going in even if I don’t want to. This inability to accept being called a baby will one day be my downfall.