When disconcerted, she purses her lips precisely like my grandmother.
Otherwise, it seems that my genetics lost out in the creation of Babycakes.
She looks like her daddy, so much so that he worries -- will his features make for an attractive girl? I think she's fabulously beautiful with her big cubey head, wee classic nose and chubby cheeks that people can't stop poking.
She even seems to have blue eyes. How in the world did that happen? The blue-eyed genes on my side had to fight a bunch of brown-eyed grandfathers and a host of hazel peepers in order to give her those eyes. We are told that they may darken one day, that up until she's six years old we may go to wake her up in the morning and BANG they're green.
It's vaguely annoying to have endured a crappy pregnancy, permanently stretched my abdominal skin and pushed a giant child out of my body only to have her look like my husband's twin.
The next one better look like me, that's all I'm saying.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
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Isn't genetics funny? Our blonde daughter looks adopted with us as her brown haired/eyed parents. But our son shares our coloring. But my wife can "feel your pain" as most people say they both look like me.
Congrats on your baby and your blog. Found you randomly by searching "Next Blog."
Have a great day!
Bob
Hey Bob! I'm glad I'm not the only one. We joke that when I go to pick her up from kindergarten, the administrators will ask me for ID to verify that I am at all related to this child. Thanks for writing.
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