I'm not the type of blogger to honor all my family members' birthdays, anniversaries, births or deaths, commemorations, graduations, job or college acceptances, etc. This is partially due to being born into a Mormon family which begs the question: so how many cousins (or mothers if you're)do you have? which is awkwardly answered with: I honestly don't know.
A few months ago, our friends John and Elizabeth were visiting for the weekend and we forced them (not really, they're always very willing) to come to church with us. Elizabeth attended Primary with me while the John went with Steven to his meetings.
While in Primary, a young girl (oh, say 8 or 9-ish) approached my Eli and welcomed her. She was drawn to Elizabeth in part because she was holding Olivia (who was brand new). The young girl began to explain that she had just had a baby born into her extended family and she now had over 100 cousins (okay, my family's not that bad).
She then asked Elizabeth, "How many cousins do you have?"
Elizabeth replied, "I only have four cousins."
To which the girl responded, "What is wrong with your family?"
Oh boy. Anyway, I digress.
I do make exceptions for special times. Such as my FIL's 70th Birthday and this one:
May you have 35 more.