I remember when I went to the kindergarten, we had two girls in the group, crazyly similar to each other: the same height, the hair of the same color and the same length, even the face were similar. Once in the winter, they realized that it would be great to change clothes. They changed, wrapped their face with a shirt, so that they did not know, and when it was time to take the children, they quietly left home not with their parents. I just can’t imagine the spectrum of feelings experienced by parents when they removed their children’s jackets and shirts.