I met my cousin’s kid on the weekend. I couldn’t go to the baby shower a month back because I was playing baseball (I was the MVP, they needed me). A couple days before I met the kid, I watched an old home video where I was 10 years old and playing with my little cousin who was just a baby. Almost dropped him twice. If my older cousin had seen this video, she probably wouldn’t have forced the baby into my hands. I was standing there saying “Don’t do it”. I had never been handed a baby without being given directions on how to hold it. I just tried to cradle her and told her if anything happened I am sure her Mommy would make a great football-like diving catch. My cousin agreed that she would. I didn’t test her. Later, my cousin forced the baby into my brother’s arms and I wondered if my cousin had a deathwish for her cute little daughter Kenedi. But I can see that she loves her so much, how can she not, she is a quiet baby… except for when she was in my arms, she cried a bit, I probably wasn’t holding her right.
Also something weird her Mother did, she told the baby to refer to me as “Uncle”. She had her husband have no brothers… I felt honoured.
