A Chip off the Old Block

As if you haven't seen my second grade school portrait enough already (first last Thursday and then yesterday), I'm posting it yet again.

Earlier today when I showed son #2 yesterday's post comparing our childhood pictures to prove our close resemblance, he said, "There's another one of me that looks more like you than that one, remember?  That one's okay--but the other one's better."

Sure enough, I racked my brain trying to think of which picture of him everyone in the fam always thought looked spookily like this second grade picture of me--and then I remembered: it was this one of him and his older brother, from June 1987, when he was almost 2 and 1/2.

That's my boy, a chip off the old block all right!  We've even got matching bangs (although his are neater and more even than mine were!).

We don't look quite as much like twins these days (but maybe we would if my son didn't have all that scruffy facial hair...).

All of you young moms out there, or young moms-to-be (hello, nieces!), or young gals who haven't yet begun the amazing journey that is motherhood, I'll say what I keep saying here on my grammy blog (or perhaps you could call it a "really old mommy blog"): know that you will blink your eyes and your little angels will go and grow up on you.  It's sort of sad...but at the same time, oh so wonderful!  And as much as I miss those smooth-faced little boys in matching plaid shirts and blond bowl cuts, I love the men they've turned into like crazy. Being a mother to grown children (and a grammy to boot!) is just great, it's indescribably fantastic, it's...it's crazypants, as my daughter-in-law would say.