My cousin Mia came to visit last weekend, and I was so excited I could hardly sit still.
We played tag in the backyard, chasing each other around the big oak tree until we were both out of breath.
Inside, we built a blanket fort and told spooky stories with flashlights shining on our faces.
Mia taught me a new song, and we sang it together, our voices mixing like a happy choir.
At dinner, we shared Grandma’s special cookies, crumbs and laughter filling the kitchen.
Before bedtime, we made a secret pinky promise to always be best friends.
When it was time to say goodbye, I gave Mia a big hug and already started counting the days until she came back.
Visiting cousins means more fun, more stories, and more smiles than I can ever count!