As parents, we hope that our children will inherit our very best qualities.
We want them to be an even better version of ourselves.
I have failed.
Sarah has my bad teeth.
Daniel inherited my clutziness.
Emma has my uber-fair, sunburn-in-a-flash complexion.
Joshua has my total lack of fashion sense.
Jakob got my inappropriate sense of humor.
And Bitsy –
poor, sweet little Bitsy
has inherited my out-of-control hair and complete inability to smile naturally for the camera.
She looked cute when we left for church this morning, I promise.