Cousin Tatula is no different and we spend a lot of time laughing. She spent a few minutes in the car one day explaining to the girls how the kids in PNG carry their school bags and then proceeded to show them. I had just put my phone in its case so I could run so the photos are sketchy at best but you get the idea.
|And now it should be perfectly clear why we are always laughing|
Tatula came to us this time with a little list of things she wanted to try and see and or do. One of those things was skateboarding. Yes really. The madness that she gets into when she is here results in emails from her mother asking if she is still in one piece. She has travelled the world, lived in Iraq and Afghanistan, now lives in Papua New Guinea and it is here, at my house, that her mother is most concerned. Hah. I take my role as older cousing seriously.
Who am I to stop her from doing the things on her list?
|Note: my kid is in a helmet, not the cousin.|
|It was 90 degrees that day and she had a rotten migraine but refused to stop.|
|I am so fabulously lucky to have such an amazing family|