People tell me all the time how much my two boys looks like. They are both blonde with blue eyes, but other than that, they couldn’t look more different—to me. Asher, my oldest, has my jawline and smile, but his father’s eyes and brow. Pace, my youngest, has my eyes and nose, his dad’s chin and a dimple in his right cheek I would kill for. Plus, once you get to know them, and learn how different their personalities are, it’s hard to remember they came from the same parents.

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