So, I'm a twin. I've talked with my mom about how difficult it was to have two little ones doing everything the same. She says that some things were harder (feeding, diapers, etc.) but that many things were easier than having one baby. She had already had two other kids and knew what she was talking about. Anyway, one example that she always cites as an easier feat is putting us to bed. Mom says it was easier to put twins down than one baby because we always knew there was someone else going down as well. And I guess we always enjoyed each other's company and really didn't mind naptime or bedtime.
Which finally brings me to the reason for this post: Judah's twin. Judah has this little guy (we call him Judah's buddy) that is a helmet-wearing (soft helmet, of course), baseball doll/blankie sort of a thing. A gift from Mum mum. I thought it was kind of funny at first. A while back, Judah was moaning that he didn't want to be in naptime anymore, and I could tell by his cry that he was still tired, so I put his buddy in with him. Voila! Happy Judah.
I'm calling it Judah's twin, because we think that Judah thinks it's another baby in there with him. He's always very happy to see him and will almost always smile and go back to sleep once he sees him. Today I caught this picture of the two of them cuddling together. You'll notice the resemblance. :)