Charlotte, etc.

Recently in one of my posts, I mentioned Presley's good friend named Charlotte.  They have a lot in common.  Presley is just 5 days older than her.  They both weigh about the same and are the same height, which is on the smaller side, and I think they are both pretty smart.  They also get along pretty well too.  When we first met Charlotte's parents, we discovered that Charlotte and Presley go to the same school, and almost instantly we started hanging out, and the two girls hit it off.  At the time; however, Charlotte was going through a phase that thankfully neither of my girls has ever been through:  biting.  (Although I don't see Paxten doing that, the "biting phase" is usually closer to the age of 2 than Paxten is right now.)  Charlotte did bite Presley one time, but it was over a year ago, and they've probably seen each other 50 times since then, and Presley has never mentioned it.  Until yesterday.  I am going to go ahead and put my whole conversation with Presley below.  It does not all make sense to me, but here it is:

Me:  (After talking to Charlotte's daddy on the phone.) Presley, you want to go to the park and see Charlotte?

P1:  Yea! ! !  Charlotte! ! ! !

Me:  Okay. We'll go.  Just put your shoes on.

P1:  Charlotte doesn't bite any more.

Me:  She doesn't?

P1:  No.  She's not different any more.

Me:  Presley, we are all different.

P1:  Oh...... Well Paxten and I are the same.  We're twins.

Me:  You are?

P1:  Yes.

I posted this for several reasons.  One, to document Presley’s good friend Charlotte. (That is them in the picture above.)  Two, to document Presley’s good memory.  Finally,  to have record of our funny conversation that seemed perfectly normal to her.  I later found out that she had recently met a set of twins at her school, which I’m sure was kind of an eye opener for someone who had never knowingly met two people that looked identical to each other.