One had fingernails that were impossible to keep clean, one has nails that are impossible to keep short.
Both were born with dark hair.
One has an appetite like a teenage boy, one ate like a bird.
Both have the same little lips.
Neither mind changing clothes or diapers.
Both resist sleep, afraid she will miss something.
One has sensitive skin, one healed quickly.
Rigby’s bark doesn’t phase them.
Both possess slow digestive tracks.
One burped easily, one holds them in.
Both love dressing up.
Both have beautiful smiles.