For as long as I can remember I have been called Amy just about as much as I am called my own name. Parents, siblings, neighbors, grandparents, aunts, uncle, and cousins are all guilty of doing this. I am not saying that being called Amy is a bad thing, in fact, I don't even correct people when they make the mistake. For example, Amy gave a talk in church on Father's Day and afterwards people were coming up to me and saying, "Good talk Amy." My response of course was thanks! It doesn't annoy me at all that people get confused between Amy and me, I just don't see the resemblance.
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I'm confused. Is Amy to the left of mom or to the right of mom? Either way you're all hotties.
Good post!! I'm ashamed to admit that I could NEVER tell you two apart. Looking back I wonder why I couldn't get it right, you two are so different. One of you needs to dye your hair black and one blonde, see if that helps.
Some sisters have resemblance.
Though I don't see the resemblance in person, I sure do in pictures, so I see how people can be confused if they don't live with you.
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