family
The offspring of the my parents, their offspring* and their partners. I love how much room we take up. If we held hands and stretched across a street, we would be on the sidewalk and lawns, too.
(* Rosie was supposed to come, and Jack, too, but both were too sick to be around their six-week-old cousin and so we sadly had to leave them at their mother’s house for our visit. The space beside Steve is where they would fit.)
