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J and I are only capable of one mold, with one variation.

With and without hair.

I have never seen their identical-ness until tonight.

Oh, I thought your variation was the difference in gender. Silly me.

What do you expect, when you dress them alike?

Oh and what a mold it is..... its whats inside that head that worrys me.:)

Hey that is my towel!

You seriously haven't noticed?!

ps. I laughed aloud at "hey that is my towel!" Oh, Sisters.

Yeah Sara, you're funny! Don't upstage me on my own blog though, I may have to change my site again...

My word verification is: areukut

I'm getting there.

When I first saw Avee at the cafe where we met in CA, I thought Benja had shrunk :-)

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