As most of you loyal readers know, my little sister has a blog called Bird By Bird. (If you don’t know that already, then you need to pay closer attention. This is like at least the third time I have mentioned it here.) Inspired by the on-line adventures of both myself and my sister, my father had decided to start a blog as well. It is called Kid By Kid.
As excited as I was to see my sister start to blog, I am even more excited to see my father start to write. He always has very interesting stories about his life and lessons. The stories I find particularly interesting are those that occurred before I came into the world. More often that not, I find myself thinking, ‘Oh, that’s were I got that from’.
It’s funny to see yourself in another person. This always happens with my kids. I will see them do something that I did when I was that age. Or sometimes I see them do something that I do now. It’s like have four trained monkeys around the house, copying your every move. (Except for Leela, of course. She can only copy major bodily functions) I can only imagine what my parents think if they see one of their behaviors in their grand-kids.
There have been times when I watched one of my kids do something that I do when I am frustrated. That can be a little disheartening because you only want your kids to pick up your good habits.
So go visit dad’s blog and ask him to write about the time he was stuck in Minnesota with a pair of Eskimos who only spoke French. It’s an absolute riot.
And so it goes.