See these two hambones?
They turn seven on Saturday.
They have long legs and some honking big girl teeth.
They have strong emotions and clever minds.
They like to get into my cabinet and put on deodorant ("that arm pit stuff"), face powder and under-eye concealer. (I am a minimalist.)
They like to see their wrapped gifts, and think about the possibilities for days before opening the gifts. (This level of restraint did not come from me.)
One of them climbs trees like a lithe monkey. One of them is earthbound and avoids heights.
One of them hides dirty clothes under the bed. One of them is orderly and organized.
One of them procrastinates on HW. One of them jumps right into HW and leaves papers to be signed right on my desk.
One of them is not comfortable with technology and its workings. One of them is a natural with small electronics.
One of them has windblown, tangled hair within 5 minutes of brushing it. Actually, so does the other one.
As a pair, they are pretty darn complete.
I think I'll keep them.