We had Christmas day in Canada with a family who had recently immigrated to Canada from Nigeria but we had our family Christmas over in Lynden Washington with my son and his family of all boys, (all 6 feet or so) as well as a couple of their babies. This of course makes me a great-grandfather which is no longer a relative but an ancestor.
He has told you, O man, what is good ; And what does the LORD require of you But to do justice, to love kindness, And to walk humbly with your God.
Indeed you are an ancestor. Reminds me that one of my cousins, the one my age who was really into horses (and still is) and put me on one on every summer trip to Canada as a kid, is also now a great grandmother, of so many I couldn't count them all myself, and she might even be on the way to great great grandmotherhood.