Lovie and K

My BFF/cousin (K) came to town Memorial Day weekend for a surprise (to everyone but me) visit. My grandmother was celebrating her 88th birthday and K wanted to be there to help celebrate. I was the only one who knew she was coming because she stayed with us.

She adores my Lovie to pieces and while they are technically second cousins, K is more of an auntie to Lovie than anything else. Here they are in Lovie's playroom looking at some pictures K was taking of Lovie:

 
I just wish she lived closer so we could all hang out more often and so that Lovie could really get to know K better.
 
See K and I grew up together (she's 6 months 3 days older than me) and were pretty inseparable whenever our families got together- which was just about every weekend or, at the very least, every other weekend. It's almost as if our parents planned for us to be close because aside from our closeness in age, our names are very similar as well.... Actually there's a funny story regarding our names: Apparently K's mom wanted to name her my birth name but my mom told her that if she did, she wouldn't ever speak to her again (and this was back in the day when they didn't really ever find out the sex of the baby so my mom didn't even know for sure if I was going to be a girl!). Ironic thing is that less than a decade later, K's parent's divorced (as did mine) and K's mom and my mom stopped speaking to one another until about 5 years ago! (K's dad is my mom's brother in case you were wondering how we're cousins.)