The other day I noticed an adorable toddler in a fenced-in yard as I walked by.

Although I was wearing a mask, he came right up to the fence and grinned at me.  We waved to each other and “conversed”, he in baby babble; me in Grandmotherly babble. Then he was off to his mother at the other end of the yard.

The next day there were two toddlers in the yard with the mother near-by.  So I said something like, “Wow, you have your hands full with two so close in age.”

“Actually, they’re twins,” she said.  “Oh”, I replied.  “Are they identical?”

“No,” said their mother.  “She’s a girl.”