The roaring waves rushing around my knees. My arms tight around the small girl that giggles as the water grasps at her feet. The water droplets that soar and latch onto the lenses of my sunglasses as she shakes her head with laughter. Spinning her above the sea and walking her along the shore to gather shells for jewelry soon to be made in the hotel floor while she naps. I wish there was a single word for this experience with my baby cousin.