For a minute, I was SOMEBODY again!

I have a cousin who used to think I was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Well hopefully I have more than one but I'm referring to the one who plays the violin. When he was little, we had soooooooo much fun & ohhh the status I had! Then he got older and I wasn't so amazing anymore, eventually he got all teenager-ish and hardly even glances my way anymore. But every now & then he throws me a bone. Shortly after he turned 16 he tracked me down at church to show me his beginners. Since he had no idea where I'd be, I knew he had to have put some effort into that. I was soooo excited that he wanted to share that with me. It was just a quick flash though and then he was off, back to his aloof self. But tonight, I sat and talked to him & we actually had a whole conversation!! He was paying attention to me and I was eating it up with a spoon, terrified I'd blow it, say the wrong thing and he'd shut down. I was surprised to hear him say he's never liked playing that violin at all even though he plays beautifully. I can only imagine how it'd sound if he actually liked playing!

He mostly studied his shoes while we talked but I'll take what I can get. He's never going to be an adoring 2 year old again so I'll have to content myself with these occasional moments. : ) This is probably good practice for when the girls realize their mummy isn't a super hero.... but don't anyone tell them just yet please?