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> “Tomorrow I have to go to the police so they can fingerprint my twins and tell me which one is which,” Sofía Rodríguez wrote on Twitter in Spanish. “I won the mother of the year award.”
A least she’s kept her sense of humour. My folks used a pen to put two dots on my little toe as a way of telling me apart from my twin. No small feat, safe guarding a child’s true identity.
Well look at it this way. If you do get them mixed up, you’ve essentially made at least one of them [Death Note proof](https://deathnote.fandom.com/wiki/Rules_of_the_Death_Note/How_to_Read_Rules).
Tattoos. Now. And forever. Need to tell which kid is which? Merely check the indelible mark. That’s simpler than the alternative of feeding one twin salty foods, the other sugary-sweet stuff, and tonguing their toes to distinguish them by taste. Ick.
Many (and I mean many) years ago, I babysat for a family with identical twin girls. They initially wore little bracelets, but as they got older, they’d rip them off. This was in the days of home perms, and each girl had a full head of hair……so the Mom gave one twin a perm and left the other with straight hair. She did this until they were about three years old.
I’ve 2 cousins that are identical twins. I asked them once how their parents tell them apart and one of them immediately piped up with “Oh, that’s easy. I’m the smart one”.
Three month old twins! I’m surprised she’s had enough sleep to realize she can’t tell them apart!
I helped a friend out by watching her infant twins while she took her toddler to the doctor for his routine visit. I had my toddler with me, and I think I would have been lost without her! She grabbed extra wipes and a different diaper and held one on her lap with a lot of pillows and safety instructions while I fed and cleaned the other, then we changed twins.
I had brand new respect for mom when she got back.