My four-year-old daughter and my six-year-old niece accidentally arrived at Sunday dinner wearing almost matching dresses.
The girls were thrilled. My older sister was furious. My daughter, Lily, wore a pale-blue dress with tiny white flowers.
Twenty minutes later, my niece, Chloe, arrived in almost the same style.
Lily immediately ran toward her. “Mommy, Chloe looks like me!” Chloe laughed.
“We match!” They held hands and spun around the living room. My aunt smiled.
“Look at those two. They could almost be twins.” “They are not twins,” my sister Danielle snapped.
A few minutes later, she followed me into the dining room. “Change Lily’s dress.”
I stared at her. “Why?” “You know why.” “No, I really don’t.” “She looks exactly like Chloe.”
“They’re wearing similar dresses. They’re children.” Danielle lowered her voice.
“You always do this, Hannah. Every time Chloe has something special, Lily suddenly has to have the same thing.”
