inevitable.

i have become my parents. not just my mother, not just my father - a combination of the two. the silly little quirks, sayings, habits...i see them in me. this is not a bad thing (and no, i am not just saying this because they are faithful readers of this blog). maybe others view these quirks as bad, not me. i smirk when i am reminded of my parents.

my boss and i have lately discussed our intrigue of children - more specifically, children as a product of their parents. its fascinating to see the unique combination of traits that a child acquires from their mother and father, and how different two children from the same parents can be. this child, for example:

i see so much of kate, yet so much of adam. he is young, so i hate to label him prematurely. then there's these two:

okay, maybe not the best picture - though not bad either. greta (the 7-year-old on the left): sweet, sensitive, shy at first, smart, school-loving (just to continue with my "s" theme). elizabeth (the 4-year-old on right): sneaky, funny, pushes the envelope (as much as a 4-year-old can), night owl, observant (especially of shoes). not necessarily "opposites", but just very different from each other.

these are the types of things that are analyzed by my boss and i on our lunch breaks, drives from project to project, and while working in the office.