Good Genes Won't be Denied
I hope these little "mommy epiphanies" never stop. For those of you that don't have kids, a mommy (or daddy) epiphany is when time stops for just a few seconds, and you're filled with part extreme pride of your child, part amazement that you could produce something that wonderful, part fear for your probable life span once they hit the teen years, and part affirmation that you must be doing something right.
Today I was washing a load of dishes when I noticed things seemed just a little bit too quiet in the living room. I went in to check on the two legged baby and the four legged babies to see what mischief they were into now. There was Bean, lounging on the couch with an afghan pulled over her lap, sippy cup at hand, holding a novel upside down. I just had to laugh, she looked so serious. Then it hit me; replace the sippy cup with an adult bevarage, and that could be me, any night of the week after she's gone to bed.
Like mother, like daughter, huh?