Our daughters, age 3
Call it karma, fate or the will of a higher power, but my sister and I have had an strangely, twin-like life. I am older by 2 years, yet by university our lives were taking an almost eerily similar path. We had joined the same sorority and were both majoring in Journalism, although I was focused on public relations and she was intent on studying advertising, if I’m not mistaken. At our college bar, the ‘Vous, the bouncer called us the terror twins, and so people began thinking we were twins, even though we look nothing alike. My sister was an excellent student and started university almost 2 years early. Since I lost a year for studying abroad, we were both set to graduate within 1 semester of each other.
From there our life took seemingly very different directions. She went for her MBA and I completed law school. Who would have guessed that today we would be working in similar positions and have children who are all exactly matched in terms of age and gender even though we live half a world apart, with her in San Francisco and me in Tel Aviv.
She first gave birth to her daughter. I later adopted Karen. Both girls were born just 30 days apart.
YaYa cousins. Cracking each other up even though they don't speak the same language. Age 3. They kind of look like my sister and I, many years ago.
We now have 2 children each, both matched as almost identical pairs!
a twice-told tale 
Mia and Karen, the Yaya cousins, were reunited today after almost 2 years. They are totally different in looks and personality, as are my sister and me, and yet completely bonded even after such a long absence. Sadly, it seems like the language might be starting to be a bit of a barrier, but hopefully they’ll overcome.
Alex and Matan could be birth brothers. Both blond and blue-eyed, both with pudgy cheeks. They have the same “rebounding from orphanage malnutrition” bodies, with skinny arms and legs, although with a five-month head start, Alex looks positively chubby compared to Matan. But by the way Matan inhales food, in just a matter of months they’ll be virtually indistinguishable. Today the boys delighted in splashing in the mud together, while the girls drew pictures in a rare moment of calm. The Terror Twins live on through two younger sets of twins, and it’s incredibly special. Photos to come!
Now there you go, promising photos we don’t even have yet! The kids are amazing together. I can’t believe how lucky we both have been. Yes, yes, of course there will be photos…
Oh c’mon, Matan looks downright chubby to me already. You should have seen him when we first met him. His fragility rivaled that of an infant.