Saw the children this morning and an amazing moment took place. K told me, her mummy and her brother ‘I wuv woo’ and came over for a kiss. It could’ve melted a heart of stone. She knew what she was saying, knew that she’d created quite a stir, and carried on doing it. It was sublime.
Her speech is quite incredible, but then I still find it incredible when my children do a poo. I’m biased. Everything they do is brilliant. Last week, when I was giving her a cuddle just before bed. I had her on my hip and sang ‘Fly Me To The Moon.’ She loved it and repeated the last couple of words of each line. ‘Shtaaaarsh’ ‘Maaaarsh’ ‘kissssh me’. Mwaaaaaah’ ‘mooooooooore’ ‘adooooooooooore’ and, of course, ‘I wuv woo.’
Her brother, while we were chatting, told us all he had “a widgity-woo”. Then he laughed. He knew he was being silly and when we asked him what a widgity-woo was he just kept giggling and saying he had one. A widgity-woo. Whatever one is, I want one as they sound brilliant. But then I realised something. My son likes being silly with words and sounds, just as I do. If you follow me on Twitter then you’ll know I’m prone to bouts of total gibberish, but hearing my son enjoy the same thing made me think. Blimey, he’s turning into me!
His mum pointed out something today as well. They went away for the weekend and while driving, T slept in the car but K didn’t. ‘She sleeps just like her mummy’ she said, ‘while T sleeps just like his daddy. Anywhere.’
Genetics innit. It’s bound to happen. My son has the same pale blue eyes as me and while I don’t think he looks like me people have said he does. His sister has the same eyes as mummy, a darker blue, and while neither of them look particularly like us, people see they’re brother and sister, and make comments about them looking like their parents. How does that work? Is it like some human jigsaw?
I can’t see a resemblance between my mum and I, yet others do. She can’t see it either and says I look like my dad. I could see a bit of a resemblance between my dad, mainly the eyes again, but perhaps, as parents we tend not to in our own kids. I’ve never heard a parent say ‘oh my god my son looks just like me’ yet I’ve often heard them say they look just like the other parent. Certainly my ex-wife could never see a resemblance between her and her parents either. I can see some similarity between her and her dad from photos I’ve seen. A bit. It’s the mouth. But she doesn’t have a beard like he had.
And so I wonder what else my children will inherit from us, in terms of their behaviour. Is this a genes thing or merely them copying something they see us do?
Will they inherit my hatred of standing in a queue in the post office? I have an allergy to standing in queues, usually because the person in front of me has some complex problem, is unable to speak, can only express themselves in mime, flags or all three. Either way, I hate it. I suspect T may end up like this, but K is a little calmer than me.
Will either of them struggle to understand how shuttlecock’s do that boing boingy quick up in the air ting and the floaty down shizzle. That’s not science, design or gravity. Just magic.
I have insanely curly hair. I truly hope that my son doesn’t get this as I often got mistaken for a girl when younger. Irritating when you’re in your mid-twenties.
I have a religious relationship with cheese. My mum’s the same, and so was my grandfather. The kids look like they’ve got the cheese gene. Watch this space on that one. And your cheese, ‘cos otherwise we’ll have it.
I had a good voice as a boy and sang in choirs. I hope my children have the same as it’s a lot of fun. Perhaps my son will, as he’s showing signs of having a clear strong voice, and he has few inhibitions about singing. What if K ends up singing sounds like a ship coming into harbour?
Are your children mini-me’s or do you struggle to see the similarities? Which bits of you do you want them to have or not to have? All answers on a postcard please.
And thanks for reading.