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  1. They are so cute.
    Wouldn’t it be neat to just be able to pinpoint exactly when their looks change?

  2. Poem: Little Girl Twins
    When we were twin babies together in the swing,
    we used to pretend our little arms were robin wings.
    So now we’re one and together we like to glide
    on down the big red slide.
    Yep, we’re mommy’s precious little girls,
    even though our hair doesn’t keep in any of her attempts at making it curl.
    We like it when our shirts match,
    and when secrets and games against mommy we hatch.
    We have our own little twin speak,
    and that helps us be little girl sneeks.
    Yep, we’re only one,
    but we are so much sugar and spice fun.

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