Every time I look at Madeline, I see a little glimpse of me in her face. With Nick, I think the only thing he got from me was my eye color and dimples. With Madeline, I think there might be the teensiest bit more resemblance. The past couple of times that we’ve hung out with my parents, my Mom has looked at Madeline and said that it’s like looking at me when I was a kid. There’s hope!
I recently came across a picture of my sister when she was Madeline’s age, and then I went digging to find one of myself at the same age.
P.S. Happy Birthday, Mom!