Years ago, I met this lady who I liked so much, and before long, we kind of…….abi you know!
During our years of courtship I got to know her dad was my cousin. This was not close enough however to prevent a marriage. It was after the marriage that we realized what we had gotten ourselves into.
First, her dad was my cousin, which meant that I’d married my niece. Then again, my cousin was my father in law. Where does that leave me? I am my brother-in-law!
Now if my wife was my niece, I qualified to be her uncle. In that case I was my uncle as well.
Things got more complicated when our first boy arrived.
He was my son and yet my niece’s son. So my son was my grandson. My father-in-law was not just his grandpa, but his great grand father as well.
Now between him and his mum, more complications were obvious. His mum was his dad’s niece and so mother and son were cousins. Wow! But it didn’t end there. He was a great grandson to his mother father and so his mother was his grandmother. The grandson of my wife, sorry my niece, obviously is my great grandson, so my son then is my………….
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
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