I've known for a few years that my children come out, and continue to, look just like my sister, Hannah. Pictures of Hannah and Andrew and pictures of me and Andrew, there is no comparison - he looks like her kid. NOW, 2 year old Abby gets up from her nap today all sweaty from our A/C being broken (and it's 82 degrees inside)... and this is what I get: a replica of Auntie Hannah at age 2.
With the hair like this and the feisty personality to boot (like Hanch had at her age), it would have been kinda tragic had we not named Abby's middle name Hannah.
HANCH, GET YOUR OWN KIDS! QUIT STEALING MINE!
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