The "twins"

Two sweet girls. Born on the same day. Born a few hours apart. Mistaken for twins many a time. Not even related. Same toothy grin. Same bubbly personalities. Same love of life. Same rays of sunshine.

Best of friends. Chums. Pals. Giggling girls. I love these two. I'll claim the one on the left as my own.

On Friday they celebrated their 6th birthdays (for the second time. Round one was on Thursday at the park with their friends.). A golden birthday for two golden girls.

(J was staying at our house because her mom had just had a baby.)

They giggled, shrieked and plotted how to get out of getting birthday spankings when Hubby got home. They didn't put up a fight at all and squealed with delight as soon as he pulled in the driveway.

Right before having cake, they dunked their heads in the pool. Makes for some nice pictures. ;) They giggled and grinned as we sang to them.

As is tradition in our house, the birthday kid gets to cut their own piece of cake. Gulp. They did end up putting their bowls in the freezer to finish later. Birthday celebration complete, they dashed off saying, "We should be sisters. We should be twins." With a hug, a squeal and a skip they went out the door to play with their gifts.