When my brother and I were 5 years old, we were each given a dollar to go do our Christmas shopping at the dime store.
I got a present for each of my 3 sisters, my brother, Mom and Dad, Gramma and Grampa and 2 aunts.
The only present I remember is the one I got for Mom. It was a small figurine of a little boy dressed in blue with a lamb. I don't remember if it was coincidence or not, but Don got Mom the very same figurine.
Those figurines adorned Mom's knick-knack shelf until she gave it back to me a couple of years ago. It now sits on the knick-knack shelf of our house as does the other one at Don's house.
My town had four dimestores-Grant's, Woolworth's, Kresge's and one other whose name I forgot. We used to go to "town" and shop in the dimestores too. But there were perverts around then, too. I remember once, I was about 6 or 7, really young, (we were probably with an older sibling) my friend and I were looking at toys and a man in a raincoat came up to us and flashed us. Well, we had no idea what that was all about but we did have enough sense to go tell the salesclerk that "that man over there does not have any clothes on under his coat". And guess what, the clerk did not believe us and chastised us for "making up stories about that nice man".
And what a neat twins story of you and Don buying your Mom the same figurine...Thanks for sharing...as always...