. . . and There’s More
“Yes. These are both mine. Stand up nicely children, the man’s going to take your photograph. Yes, yes, dear, I’ll explain it all later. Just stand still and do one of your pretty little smiles. There, you see that was really so easy, wasn’t it?
“They are twins, of course, but obviously they aren’t going to be identical twins. I think I’m quite glad about that now. In a way I was, sort of, hoping that they would be. You know, it would be quite nice to think that I was the only one who could tell them apart, and that sort of thing, but, well, we’ll just have to wait and see. Children do grow so fast at this age, don’t they?
“Yes, they’re being very good for Mummy, aren’t you Darlings? Being good for Mummy, Dear. Staying close to me and not running off all over the field. Yes, as I was saying, with all this lovely new Spring grass, I don’t doubt that they’ll soon shoot up and it won’t be nearly so easy to know who is who any more. Meanwhile, I just count myself lucky to have twins that I can easily tell apart.
“And of course, the difference in size will come in really handy when it comes to hand-me-downs.”