Friday, May 8, 2009

No Really, He IS My Child.

When Toddler was in utero I was downright CONVINCED, kudos to mother's intuition of course, that he would come out looking just like me (and, well, be a female). Hence began my journey of shamelessly and consistently being proven wrong by a child.

Toddler was born a clone of his Dad. Not only is he a spitting image of Sam's looks, but he actually came out holding a golf club asking what time ESPN's Sports Center was on. True story.

Thankfully, he inherited TWO undeniable traits from me. A love of Salt and Vinegar potato chips and a love for all things animal.

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