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Cousinly Love

I'm sad to say that I don't know very many of my cousins. There are two main reasons for this:
  1. All of my cousins, except one, are much older than me which is a result of being an "oops" baby to my parents, who thought they were done having children seven years earlier (best mistake they ever made, I tell them!)
  2. When your family tends to hold grudges, you lose out on building relationships with the extended members of said family. Let me tell you, it comes as quite a shock when you find out as an adult that you have family living in the same town as you and you never even knew they existed!
Since I missed out on that aspect of childhood (you know, having built in friends at every family function to run around with and create mischief and general mayhem), I am thrilled that my children are blessed with several cousins that live just minutes away from us and whom we see quite frequently. Though Wyatt is six years older than Ben, he is so good about playing with him and tries hard to be a good role model for our impressionable two year old. Weston is 3 and is Benjamin's BFF (best friend forever, for those that don't know the lingo.) Whatever Weston does, Ben wants to try it too. Weston's word is gold and don't try to tell Benjamin any different. The two of them play so well together and I look forward to watching their relationship grow as they get older (although being Hasch boys, that anticipation is lined with a bit of trepidation, since I've heard some stories about their fathers as teenagers!)

Now the newest Hasch boys have been born. Brayden is only four months older than Walker, who is only 9 days old as I type this. If we thought our house was loud when we all got together as a family, we ain't seen nothin' yet! Give us two years and Brayden and Walker will be zooming cars down the hallway, Weston and Benjamin will be shooting Nerf guns at each other (and anyone else who strays in their path), and Wyatt will be encouraging all four of them on the finer points of little boy mischief, having done it all before them.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Benjamin and Weston, Avila Beach, 2009

Wyatt, Ben, and Weston, Easter 2009

Benjamin, Wyatt, and Weston, Christmas 2010

Weston and Ben, Hume Lake 2010

Ben and Weston, Fall 2010

Wyatt, Weston, and Ben, Fall 2010

Wyatt and Brayden (1 day old), Jan 2011

The newest Hasch boys, Walker (4 days) and Brayden (4 months)

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