My cousin Mickey (Hannah’s nickname for her, btw, not her real name) is the sweetest thing, and has fit in like another sibling. I think she loves the fact that our family is rather loud and incredibly strange. We’ve spent most of this week playing tour guide, showing Mickey around the area and introducing her to new and exciting things like:

- fried dough
- Monty Python
- fireflies
- Lindt chocolate

Seriously, the kid grew up in California. I thought they were supposed to have EVERYTHING.