Easter with my cousin

It's Claire! This post is a quick one about spending Easter with my cousin, Anne.

Hopefully you've read the tab with our bios, so you'll know that Anne is very... prissy. It's not a bad thing at all. It's just a bit awkward when I'd be happy living in a tree house and she's fit for a palace.

Actually, our relationship reminds me of Samantha Parkington and her grandmother's. Samantha was always trying to climb everything in sight (sound familiar?) while her Grand-mere wanted her to settle down and be a typical lady. I'm still in the convince-your-cousin-that-you-can-be-a-lady-and-play-outside step.

Here I am with my beautiful American Girl doll, Helena! She's the historical Nellie but I gave her a new name. It's kinda funny that I'd pick her when I'm so close to Samantha in personality, but I wanted a lookalike, too.

Here's my beautiful princess of a cousin, Anne! Doesn't she look even more like Nellie? 

We had just come from Easter service, so she was still in her Easter dress. Me, I didn't want to ruin my dress, so I changed in the car ride over to our grandparents' house.

The flowers were out in force and the sunshine felt so great on my skin after the seemingly endless winter.

 Doesn't my hair look pretty here? A lot of people are embarrassed about having red hair, but I love it. It makes me stand out and it's something I have in common with Jack and Anne and most of the rest of my cousins.

Don't let her know I said this, but Anne's a wee bit dramatic. Sure, I love laying in grass, but never to pose! I really don't know what she was thinking.

There's really nothing prettier than fresh flowers.

For all that I tease her, I really do love my cousin. She's my voice of reason at family get-togethers, at church, at school, at, well, you get the idea.