You look so much like me. Everyone says
you take after me and I agree although there are many things you take
after your dad too. But mostly it’s me. But there are things you do
that are from me, too. Mannerisms that you couldn’t have possibly
learned by watching, it must be genetic. You yawn exactly like I do,
opening your mouth in a O shape, scrunching your nose, and then the
exhale sigh. It’s exactly like mine. The way you look around
scrutinizing is also from me. The “worried” look is also mine,
even if you aren’t worried. Your chuckle – huh huh huh huh is
also mine. You also still do some things you did inside my belly,
like the finger scratching which you do when you are nursing to
sleep.
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