Every Thanksgiving, my aunt, uncle, and two cousins drive to Ohio
from Washington D.C. and spend the long weekend with my family. Before our
relatives make the long drive back to D.C., my family always (semi-illegally)
meets up with them at their hotel for the continental breakfast.
It was the greatest moment of her older brother's life.
During that breakfast this year, a lady
who worked at the hotel came over to our table bearing a coloring book and
crayons and asked my twenty-year-old cousin, "Are you a big person or a
little person?"
It was the greatest moment of her older brother's life.
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