This town seems to have a lot of identical twins. Everybody loves twins, right? There’s just something so mysterious and intriguing about two people that look exactly the same. We have our twin neighbors who are straight out of Sweet Valley High, even though they’re still just eight. One of my team members is a twin. And two friends from work both have twin sons.
Our darling neighbors first gave me the tip that one has shorter hair than the other. Which is not particularly easy to compare what with ponytails and those hair thingmajigs my sons don’t know the names of. Then I got the tip on the teeny tiny freckle above one’s lip and that was the secret code I needed to unlocking the mysteries of twin identification.
Last summer at camp is when Nate met his first twins. I ask him, “So, how do you tell them apart?” And he says, “One has a booger in his nose.”
Not exactly the most trusty tip.
This summer he meets a new pair of twins at “SLO Parks and Recs” camp and he tells me they’re named Merick and Herick. Of course this is definitely something I can remember. Then the age old question, “So how do you tell them apart?”
And he says, “Herick has a pimple here, on his cheek.”
For the record, I don’t think he really grasps the meaning of pimple… he probably means mole. But, even if he’s right, at least it’s better than the booger method?