Partners in Crime

Little man has a little cousin that is just six months younger than him. They are both blondies and have deep blue eyes - seeing them together some people probably assume they are twins.

She was able to come spend the 4th of July weekend with us, where they had a great time going out to a baseball game, scaling the fort in our backyard, blowing bubbles as far as the eye can see, splashing in the water and generally wreaking havoc wherever they went. It was a good weekend to be a 3-year-old.

Although several states have stood between them thus far, she recently moved a bit closer to us to the great state of Oklahoma. Now that she is closer, I hope that little man his little cousin can see each other more often, for they love their time together. And although she is a girl, she is very much a tomboy.

And when she and the little man get together they are definitely partners in crime.

When everyone had packed and gone home after the long weekend, little man found a picture of his little cousin that Nana had given him.

"She's my little sister," little man said.

"No, buddy," I said, correcting him. "She is your cousin."

"No, she's my sister," he insisted.

"Cousin," I said. "She's your cousin."

Little man paused.

"But I want a baby sister," he said

Mommy paused.

"You need to talk to your father about that one," I finally answered, as little man ran off to find his daddy ...