Another Ohana Gathering

Yet another family gathering. But it seems they are a different bunch. Well at least their sizes are different. So if I add everyone up to last week’s group, that would be 3, 17, 9, 40, 24 … TOO MANY! I just remembered I don’t know how to count yet. One of the grandma person was built like a sumo wrestler. She was huge with a capital H. But she was extremely comfortable to hug to. Also, this batch of cousins was a noisy bunch. One of them, not much older than me, was imitating Tarzan the whole day. With his pampers all hitched up and his singlet, running around and letting off a scream or two. I say he is the best small Tarzan I’ve ever seen. There was hugs and kisses for me all day long. And I was just happy to return these affections by letting off a giggle, a laugh or even a smile here and there. But like last week, I couldn’t sleep well when I got back home. I was too high strung after all the giggling workout. My mama was quite displeased with me. She told my papa that if the uncles, aunties or cousins hyped me up the next time, then THEY will have to get me to sleep too. I don’t mind because then I’ll have them to continue playing with … hehehehe.