The last time I was at my dad's house he asked me... "So what's it like to watch yourself grow up?" He was referring to Bronwen's resemblance to me. I thought, I don't know, I didn't see myself grow up in the first place.
(Top: Me Bottom: Bronwen)
My grandfather, Billy Oggs (or "B" to our family), died when I was 16 so none of my children knew him. But everyday I see him in my daughter.
(Gaga & B, a.k.a. I'belle and Billy)
When Bronwen is told "NO" or doesn't get her way, she marches off and finds something to throw. She'll yell NO or DON'T! She'll find a door to slam or walk up to the table and hit it. And I keep expecting to hear her yell "GOD DAMMIT!!!" just like her great-grandfather, grandmother, and mother.
2 comments:
How Cute - a mini-me version of Aven!
I discovered your blog today and I enjoyed my visit. From a Grandma, the little one is adorable. My grandchildren are four and one. Love those digital cameras because I can't take enough pictures of them.
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