He's mean, sometimes, but...

Meet the funniest person alive: Pete

Funny! Pete and Jen (just before they left, at the airport)

He is also an amazing person. And my cousin. And lives miles and miles away. He is also insanely tall. And when he was here, I would always ask him "are you okay?". I think I annoyed him. Sometimes I annoy people. But that's okay, I do it because I care.

Ten years ago, I tried to teach him how to write his name in Arabic.

بيتر

In his grandma's spare room. I clearly, very clearly remember that. And last month, he stayed up with me. To talk. And to study for my GRE. Maybe that's my thank you. Sort of.

And I wrote him letters. He wrote everyone else letters, but not me. But, he's my friend and I love him even with no letter to keep in my box of things. Yes, I have a box of things...

Oh, did I mention he gives the best hugs ever? Cute, big, cousin Pete hugs.

And I cried, oh I cried so hard when he left. Because, I got attached to him. And part because I was scared I wouldn't see him for another 10 years? But the bond is there, and that's all I care about. He's the best. Honestly. Not because he's my cousin, but because he cares. He thinks too much, though. And I am afraid it keeps him up at night. Not good.

He has super powers, too! He can eat a whole pizza, and he can reach some (most) ceilings. And he has dreams! I wish I could see him play football. Because that's the one thing he loves. Oh, oh and he appreciates the little things. He can't smile when you take pictures of him. But I think I have mastered that art. He can smoke two shishas in one time. And a shisha + a cigarette!

My cousin Pete is superman!