Well, I had that experience over the Christmas holidays.
And the best part? We ARE related. We just haven't seen each other in a really, really long time.
This is my cousin, Liz. [please ignore my giant head in this picture]
She and her family came to visit us over the Christmas break. Neither one of us knew what to expect, as we have not spent much time together as adults. Sure, we got along great as kids. But back then I was the cool, older cousin with big bangs and pegged jeans. Now? I'm just the older, fatter cousin with a muffin top and three kids. What if we had nothing to talk about?
Well, we had plenty to talk about.
We had a blast. The kids immediately became fast friends, and the husbands chatted it up while bonding over the football. She and I stayed up late, laughing, joking, and never once running out of things to say.
It was a little eerie, though, how similar our families are. Our kids were a perfect match for each other.
Her oldest is a polite, tender-hearted bookworm, who is very eager to please. Just like my oldest.
Her second child is spunky, curious, energetic, and passionately creative. Just like my second child.
Her daughter is a sweet, pink-loving princess who can climb trees with the boys, but also happens to be a devout Dancing Queen fan.
Just like my daughter.
Her baby boy is a chubby ball of content, smiling love who never once cried in the three days we drooled over him.
My baby boy is...oh, wait.
I don't have a baby boy.
Sorry. Got a little carried away there, what with the similarities between our two families and all. But I could not have hand picked better friends for my kids. It truly was the icing on the cake for our holiday break. We were so sad to see them go.
The kids have not stopped talking about their new cousins, and I am thrilled to have connected with my cousin. Thanks for everything, guys. We can't wait to get together again soon.
Which we will. Because when you find people you like this much? You just have to get some more time with them. And soon.