I've become a little irritated by the apparent conspiracy against me to make me question whether or not I have any genetic link to the children I have bore. borne. whatever.
Everywhere we go, people feel the need to inform me that my children look "exactly" like Handy Daddy, and I'm starting to feel how some men must feel when someone's giving them that questioning look...you know...the look that says "are you SURE those are your children?"
First of all, my children don't even look alike. So, how can they both look "exactly" like their father. I will admit, The Bug does look more like her father. But she does have most of my features. She just has Handy Daddy's brow, and that seems to do the trick of making her look like Handy Daddy.
But, Tootsie...that girl looks like her Mama.
We dress alike.
We sleep alike.
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| You will notice at least three bottles lined up on the headboard of the bed. How thirsty did I get in the middle of the night? Lord have mercy! |
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| I noticed that the crib rails are the exact match to the rails on the headboard of the bed I'm sleeping in above. Weird! |
We laugh alike, too.
We even look alike at play.
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| Try to ignore the fact that I'm barefoot and in only a diaper as I stroll amongst the rusted gas cans and chicken wire. I'm from the country -- that's how we roll. |
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| And that's how Tootsie rolls. |
Although the Bug looks a little more like Handy Daddy, she has Mama's temperament all the way. There's no question that if she took the "which Friends character are you" quiz (if such a quiz even exists), she would be a Monica.
And Tootsie doesn't seem to have Mama's temperament so much. But she looks just like me. I actually see my mother when I look at her.
What frustrates me is that no one else seems to see it. And they constantly remind me that they don't see it.
So should I just start carrying around my baby pictures so that people will believe that these are, in fact, my children? Because carrying around DNA results...well....that'd just be crazy.
