I put on red and white flower dress Grand-ma Ne (short for Renee) got me. She bought the same as my sister Madeleine.
Coincidence?
My mom started crying and my dad ran to get his camera and the New York humidity cleared like liquid ice when we sported the matching dresses on on an ordinary Tuesday morning. Why does everyone so desperately want to see us in the same outfit?
It was really exciting to see Emma and Maddy in the same outfit. When I say really exciting, I mean overwhelmingly, as if there was a total eclipse of the sun caused by the moons of Saturn. Sometimes something can be so cute it is hard for the receiver of the cuteness to breathe.
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