One of the joys of being part of this bloggy enterprise is "meeting" people who share traits and experiences with Joy (and me), whether across town or on the other side of the country or world.
This was reinforced, in the case of one delightful similar-sister we've never met in person, by a comment on the last post -- and by the photos later in this post.
Sweet Rhema and Joy share so much...
Both carry names that reflect their families' faith-rootedness.
They're just about the same age.
They're both fast and strong (and at risk for flight, fences and tags notwithstanding.)
Both have an on-and-off relationship with spoken language -- generally more off than on.
They're both gymnasts, furniture and otherwise.
Both have epilepsy issues.
Both are Baby Einstein devotees.
Both give glorious butterfly-kisses.
Neither can be reliably left alone with an open cup.
Both are dearly beloved by their typically-developing sisters.
And they're both window-dancers.
Rhemashope, I'm so glad to know you and your darling window-dancer too! Hugs across the miles to our sisters.
Ohhhhh. Look at Rhema's latest window-dance, everyone. From yesterday. As in, within a day of Joy's window-dance photos. Separated at birth, or what?!