There's one in every bunch

Or in my family, there is one normal person in the bunch... and I'm it. Well, that's what I tell myself anyways. All the voices in my head agree with me and they are never wrong.
We are so fortunate to have my extended family. Everyone is so well mannered and civilized.
When we all gather around for holiday functions we play enthralling games of chess

and work on our masterpieces. Sharing tips and offering advice and guidance.

So sane and normal.

Ok, so forget everything I said before. We're loud, obnoxious, gossipy and hilarious.

While the generation before mine and my generation are already doomed. There is hope for the younger ones.
My beautiful second cousin Amity has a soft gentleness to her that makes everyone love her.

Kate and her "bestest cousin friend" Talise are going to cure cancer, solve world hunger and give us peace in the middle east. Right after they get finished sharing their Barbies.


As a point of references Talise is 4 weeks older than Kate. Yes, my kid is an amazon.

All joking aside, I have a wonderful extended family. They are always there with kind words, encouragement and they will be the first people to call me on my shit. What more can a girl ask for from family?

For those keeping track of illnesses in the Witt house, Scott is the winner at 0 (except for all his underlying issues and the osteomyelitis). Kate holds the silver medal with her strep throat that is well on it's way to gone. I am the big fat freaking loser with a round of stomach flu, followed up with a nasty cold and more doctors appointments and tests already in 2011 than in all of 2010. I am a LOSER!