Those of you who follow my other blog, Once a Little Girl, know that I have five sisters. Each of us with different personalities, strengths and weaknesses. We grew up with each other: shared the same chores, ate at the same table, and slept in the same beds. We can’t help but love each other. Well, most of the time; we do disagree sometimes. That’s the way it’s supposed to be. Same thing with Sasha and Misha. They are litter mates, never separated.