23/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 ( 2 years 10 months)

A lot of people upon first meeting you think you are identical. I believe this is a trick of the mind - when some one hears "twins" and sees two little girls of similar colouring and build dressed exactly the same they jump to the conclusion that you are identical. Your faces, are of course markedly different and I don't have a set answer as to what those differences are when people ask how to tell you apart because to me it is the similarities that are harder to see than all the difference. The same applies to everything else about you. The way you fall sleep and how you wake up, your favourite foods, what you remember, things that upset you or ignite joy, the way you run, the way you wrap your arms around my legs or the way you sit upon my hip, the way you get tired, the way you tell stories, what comforts you or concerns you, and how you comfort and show concern, the way you paint and see colour, the way you cry. And yet, within these opposites, there is something so connected between you it creates a sameness - they way you move as each other's shadows, the way you build one another's confidence around other people, the way you fall asleep in the exact same position, the way you feed off each other's moods, the way you reach for the other's hand at exactly the same time.