Isaac's superior genes
I just have to gush over my beautiful son. Dada and I sit around him at night and tell each other how lucky we are to have, not just the smartest, but also the most handsome boy in the entire universe.
My favorite way to heave a big lovey sigh during the day is to think about how perfectly the Dada/Mama gene combo worked out. The boy is the spitting image of Dada in 50 gazillion ways, from the shape of his eyes to his cleft chin to his attached earlobes to his widow's peak to his square hands. But he got my best features, too -- he got my hair, which was sunny-blonde until college, my eye color, and my long luxurious monkey toes (instead of his Dada's Northern European mutant webbed toes). It's almost unbelievable how you can trace so many of his features directly back to one of us, and yet he's so much more fabulous than either of us alone.
My favorite way to heave a big lovey sigh during the day is to think about how perfectly the Dada/Mama gene combo worked out. The boy is the spitting image of Dada in 50 gazillion ways, from the shape of his eyes to his cleft chin to his attached earlobes to his widow's peak to his square hands. But he got my best features, too -- he got my hair, which was sunny-blonde until college, my eye color, and my long luxurious monkey toes (instead of his Dada's Northern European mutant webbed toes). It's almost unbelievable how you can trace so many of his features directly back to one of us, and yet he's so much more fabulous than either of us alone.
posted by Claire at 7:39 PM
3 Comments:
We do the same thing! Ben got Tom's eyes and beautiful long eyelashes (I am so envious), he got my cleft chin and roundish face (as opposed to his daddy's long Bert head) He has he daddy's outgoing personality instead of being afraid of everything and everyone like I was when I was little. It's so cool to pick out what they got of each of us, isn't it? Also, my father and all of his brothers have webbed toes... is that really a northern european thing? Ick. Luckily, my brother and I (and Ben) did NOT get those.
How beautifully written. But try as I might, it is reallly HARD to find much of me in my kid. He is looking more and more like Jim's Mini Me. Jack isn't afraid of everything either like I was when I was little. The kid is not shy like I was. Really, if I didn't push this kid outta my body, I would really wonder!
I feel the same way about Liam!
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