Not The Kids Table

So many of us when growing up loathed the 'kids table' at family gatherings. Until you reached a certain age you sat with the younger folk, even when you were, by, ahem, relative standards, not really that young.

But did you know that the opposite is true too? There's an old folks table you can, I guess, graduate to. It's happened to me before and will again at this afternoon's Cosgriff family reunion.

I'm the second oldest grandchild in my branch of Cosgriffs, if you start with me Grandpa Joe and Grandma Cosgriff as is the case with us. Consequently all of my cousins are younger than me. Not that we don't get along, because we do. Indeed in this Facebook age I believe my cousins and I know each other very well especially compared to other generations. 

Still, the age gap can and does make a difference in tastes, and the simple fact that my younger cousins would play together at past reunions while I was just beyond their age range naturally drew them closer to one another. It's just how things are.

So at this afternoon's gathering I'll probably gravitate towards the aunts and uncles rather than cousins. I'll be at the old folks table. And I really don't want to graduate from that one anytime soon.