This past Tuesday, I took Matthew to his new school for his "meet-the-teacher."
Then, on Wednesday, I took Cameron for his "meet-the-teacher." As we entered the school, a staff member said to Cameron, "Hi there, Matthew! Oh, wait! You're not Matthew, you're Cameron!"
"It's okay," I said, "I call them by the wrong name all the time."
At which point a father standing nearby said, "Oh, are they twins?"
The staff member, who has met both Cameron and Matthew, looked slighly uncomfortable until I laughed and replied, "No, they aren't twins. Actually, they don't look anything alike!"
I am enjoying imagining the first time that this dad sees me with both of the boys.
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I love this story! Very similar to my boys...one is Puerto Rican and the other has white hair, blue eyes, and the palest skin you can imagine! You have great stories!
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