Little cousins no more

Now, visiting grandma and grandpa's houses are boring. Because my cousins have gotten bigger and they stop being cute little kids. It's not fun.

I miss the moment when they were little, crawling and babbling around, walking unsteady, laughing and crying in their cute ways. The moment when they were comfortable enough to be clingy to me, when they're not feel embarrassed to receive hugs and kisses from me. I miss their exciting voices calling my name whenever I came to visit them.

It's not that I don't love them anymore. Noooo.. I still am the big sister who loves her little cousins so much. It's just I cannot accept (yet) that they're not babies anymore. Now, those big boys and girls have their own 'teen-ish' world which is hard for me to get in.

I'm done trying so hard to blend with them, because in the end, the joke will be on me, like this one.

I once posted my 'wish' on my multiply site last January. Funny how time really flies and Ali (the number two littlest cousin) really grows too fast! Look the different expression. My little Ali is no longer little!!

Am I the only kid who doesn't grow up?