What's a "Couser" you ask? It is a new word that the Kid and I invent to label the sweet relationship between he and his cousin. He told me that they secretly pretended that they were brother and sister (cousin + sister/brother = Couser) the last few weeks... that is until they decided to get married (oh my!). They get along marvelously, and from the minute they wake up until they hug each other good-night, our world is filled with the pitter-patter of running feet on wood floors and silly giggles.
These two little rascals could not live farther apart (us on the west coast and them in New Zealand), but we manage to get them together at Grammy's house in Massachusetts for an extended time each summer. Each time they see each other again, they pick up on activity like not a minute has passed. And speaking of activity - we did not lack in that department! There were numerous trips to the lake to practice swimming skills and to dazzle the beach dwellers with our sand castles, train into Boston, two different children museums, put-put golf, a hike, the Cape ("Yo Cappello!"), playful times with cool uncle Steve and Aunt Lindsey, a toy wood shop, nightly dance performances and art shows, parks, and best yet - just hanging out in Grammy's backyard.
This is my favorite photo of the two of them as it caputures their personalities perfectly. The best way I can define their relationship is symbiotic. They both have strengths and weaknesses that each one seems to identify with each other and then uses them to enhance their own selves. It's beautiful to watch, really.
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