I have a LOT of cousins. I have over twenty biological cousins, and quite a few unofficial "adopted" cousins. I'm not sure how many of the last category I have, because I'm always getting more!
I love my cousins. While some of them I haven't seen in nearly three years, and some I've never seen, I have others that live just across the yard. I enjoy the time I spend with all of them. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I always get along with them perfectly, because I ... don't. We're all human, and I've gotten into an arguement with almost every single one of them, with the exception of most of the ones I rarely see, the ones I've never seen, and the babies. It's very hard to fight with a baby. Even the "adopted" cousins I've had disagreements with, although the newer ones not so much.
But that doesn't mean that I never get along with them! Far from it! One of the ones I fight with the most, at other times I get along with the best. He's my playpartner! (and also seven years younger than me).
So I'm thankful God gave me as many cousins as he did. I'm also thankful that he gave me the sort of family that just absorbs people. I love all of my cousins, and I'm glad I have them.