Well. Something weird happened while I was down in Folly Beach. A huge fight–not physical–broke out. I don’t want to get into details…but it was huge…and it was the single most awkward *scene* I have ever been a part of. In fact, I was so shocked that when I came downstairs from the putting the baby to sleep and saw what was going on, I thought everyone was play-acting for a second or two. I am not accustomed to drama. And this was ugly.
Anyway, the offending folks (who are family) left, gutting the inlaws, who’d planned for months and spent thousands of dollars they probably don’t have arranging this. So this wasn’t just ugly, it was really sad. Long story short, I never did get to take the “3 cousins” pictures I’ve dreamed of for years. Two cousins would have to suffice.