A common question I get as a twin mama is “do they have their own clothes?” or “how do you decide who wears what?”
The answer to the first question is: No, they share all their clothing.
The answer to the second question gets a little tricky. Mainly because, sometimes one is going through a chubby stage and might be a little tight in a specific outfit… so I’ll put it on the other girl. Or, since Delly has longer legs, there are pants that are just for her, and shorter pants for Paisley.
But if we’re going out in public, or taking weekly/monthly pictures… I always look at the two outfits I’ve chosen, and put the more feminine one on Adelyn. Girlfriend has no hair, and often gets taken for a boy. Especially if Paisley’s wearing pink and Delly’s wearing green, or orange, or teal. It’s kinda sad, I know. But until she gets some hair, it’s my mission to make her as girlie and cutesy as possible!
If you look back through their Weekly Pics, you just might notice this trend!
“You could be a FARMER in those clothes!” (NAME THAT MOVIE!!) …ha! Nick loves it when they wear plaid. His little farm girls.
You are like a sponge, soaking up knowledge like crazy! I only need to tell you what something is called once, and you remember it forever. When we read books, I’ll say ‘where’s the giraffe? where’s the panda? where’s the moon? where’s the little girl’s fingers?’ and you point to every one. You love to climb, and get up and down off the couch with ease. You know your not allowed to stand on furniture, and obey with flying stars. You’re a people-pleaser and thrive on the praise of mommy and daddy. This makes me worry that you’ll struggle with peer-pressure one day, but that’s just me being a worrier. If sissy is crying, you always go find her blankie and bring it to her. You have a very joyful disposition, and love it when daddy tosses you around in the air. All day long, you point at things and want to know what it’s called. Sometimes I tire of this, but I know how much you’re learning. And I love your eagerness to learn. You’ve started babbling like you’re actually talking, but it sounds like another language. Delly hasn’t caught on to this yet, but I wonder if it will become your ‘twin language’. I’m skeptical if this is actually a thing. Your hair has tight ringlets after bathtime, but after sleeping on it, it turns a little frizzy and crazy. Your my wild, fun-loving girl… and I love watching you learn and grow!
You have a mind. of. your. OWN! You’re very independent and just do your own thing. We often find you sitting in a corner flipping through a board book. While reading books, you’re more likely to just sit back and listen to the story instead of pointing at everything on the page wanting an explanation. You’re fairly low-strung. You love to snuggle, but only when it’s your idea. You’ve taken a liking to baby dolls, and love to hug and kiss them. Your hands and feet are always cold, but you hate wearing socks, and love nothing more than pulling them off. Sometimes after pulling them off, you bring them to me to put back on your feet so you can proceed to pull them off again. Recently, you have developed an aversion to foods that have a skin on them. You chew the peas, or grapes or raisins until you’ve gotten all the gooey stuff out, and then spit out the skin (along with a lot of saliva). If you were allowed, you would live on bread, pasta, tortillas… a girl after my own carb-loving-heart. Your eyes are turning more brown everyday, and I still believe in my heart that you’re going to be a brunette… despite your whispy blonde peach fuzz. You still wake up once or twice a night needing your back rubbed and your binky replaced. You’re an early-riser, yet not a morning person. AT ALL. I wish I could reason with you, that if you sleep longer, you just might wake in better spirits. Your my soft-spoken, independent girl… and I love watching you learn and grow!