Haley (as she touches my hair) : I wish I had hair the same color as you.
Me: Well, you probably will when you grow up because my hair was the same color as yours when I was little.
Haley (excitedly) : So, then we'll have the same color hair!
Me: Yeah, we'll be twins.
Haley (looking at my clothes) : But, I don't want to dress like you.
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