So being away for college both my boyfriend and I understand not seeing our family as much as we should. Although I have the excuse my family lives an hour and a half away and my wonderful beau's Stephen like to continuously use the excuse "my family knows I love them!!" With a sassy head toss and snap... Well, this past thanksgiving (our first together) he courageously experienced meeting the majority of my family for the first time. Now of course we get up way to early for a holiday to primp and prep for the long day ahead. Stephen first shaves his 3 inch beard and his face is exposed to the sunlight almost blinding me with his whiteness. Looking good meeting my parents was quick easy and im fairly certain Stephen passed the parent test. Well of course my dad had to remind everyone how well he shoots rabbits on an almost daily basis first thing in the morning when he wakes up. But finally to the good stuff, meeting my racist Native American/Hispanic family. My apho (grandmother) reminding me I have a new boyfriend almost every family event... Nice to know but I think Stephen will get to graciously attend more family events. (Now realizing my Ahpo called me a hoe...) annnnyyyway more of my aunts and uncles pile into my ahpos house and of course, ignore my boyfriend who just happens to lack pigment. I had had enough and was ready to head out the door when Stephen decides he WAS going to be known, stands in the middle of the living room, grabs EVERYONES attention and says "Hi, my name is Stephen and im leaving know" without skipping a beat turns around and walks out and i of course following without a glance back.
But Realizing I have the best team mate on he hard days of my family events... Made all the silence of the room, all worth it.
Part 2) his family to be continued...
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