My Quirky Kids
My father and I have always joked about the strong genetics on his side of the family. I have his hair, his eyes, his short stature. Yes, there are many features that I get from my mom, but I definitely take after the Lupold side of the family. Because of this I just assumed that my kids would be little clones of their mother. Instead, I ended up with two children who look so uniquely like themselves that at times I struggle to see how either of them takes after me in any way.
And then I listen to them.
My seven year old daughter has picked up my penchant for drama. Rather than simply state that she is tired of something, she’ll sigh deeply and say with all the flare she can muster, “This is driving me crazy.” I find myself stopping her frequently to remind her that she has taken a situation and blown it completely out of proportion. Every time I ask her, “Wait, is it really as bad as you’re saying?” I think, “Wow, I should ask myself that question more often.”
My five year old is a little authority figure, and every time he waves his hands when he talks, I can see myself standing in front of my middle school students explaining to them why commas are important or why books are worth reading. He is a tiny little guy with big blue eyes and curly hair that give him an impish look. However, once he opens his mouth you realize that he is all business. Many of his stories begin with, “Well actually…” and he is quick to correct anyone from a friend to his teacher to his mom.
I always wanted kids that took after me. I just had no idea I’d have to listen to see just how much they were like me!