My sister, Heather, came for a visit with her sweet youngest, Finley. He was born 3 months after Lucille, but they’re relatively the same size (okay, Lucille has him beat by a few pounds / rolls :). We’ve said on countless occasions that we’d love for them to be best friends one day, and hopefully this visit wasn’t any indication of that future relationship. Lucille wasn’t sure how she felt about sharing apartment power, and there was definitely some protest when mom and dad gave cousin any love. I’d say by the end of the week, though, Finley’s smiles and gentle spirit won her over (although she couldn’t help from showing who was baby boss of apartment 11 every now and then).