I got a good laugh out of this. While visiting my parents, Mom had a few boxes of fabric from her stash she had decided to part with. My sister arrived before I did and had looked through some of the boxes. She picked out a piece of blue fabric. When I saw which piece she had chosen, I started to laugh. I pulled from my bag a piece of blue fabric I had gotten from Mom’s stash on my last visit. I had brought the piece back to make a shirt out of after Mom helped my adjust my arm’s eye. I had to smile at our similar tastes. Sisters will be sisters. Yet, I had to smile even more when my sister pointed out that both pieces were originally from Mom’s stash and she had picked these pieces of fabric out first. Like mother like daughter.