“Like what?â€?
“Like inviting themâ€?
“Ha. Cause they’re family, their role is to drive you insane, if they didn’t they wouldn’t be familyâ€?
“Yeah, but your family isn’t crazyâ€?
“Oh! yeah, right. Clearly you don’t remember me telling you about my Uncle Louie’s Polka partyâ€?
“No, I do remember, but that’s differentâ€?
“How so?â€? she asks as she gently moves the brush through my thick dark hair.
“Well, he’s not a blood relative; he did after all marry into the family.â€?
“Yeah but just think about how crazy Aunt Margo is to have married himâ€?
“Point madeâ€?
We both laugh, me picturing an older woman who wears nothing but skirts and cardigans dancing away with a slightly older and slightly balding gentleman.