As far as genetics go, I have no real evidence this beautiful girl is mine. Blue eyes, I have brown. She has blond hair, I have brown. She is on the low end of weight, I have always been on the high end of weight. No evidence whatsoever that she is anyone but my husband's child. But today, there was a sign of hope that she is actually related to me.I had angel food cake (which is my favorite cake of all time) and I said, would you like a piece of angel food cake. She screamed and ran full tilt to her chair and piled in. She then sang and danced for the four and a half seconds it took her to ciao it down. Smile. That's all me.
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There is other evidence she is yours... but I like this piece the best!
I still say that I think she looks like you! I'm totally loving the 'do btw.
Cake has always been the universal connection.
My priest asked her Sunday what frequency she got on her hair - which made me laugh and laugh!!
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