Lynda Loveland: Mini me

Have you ever noticed when you look at someone else’s child you can tell right away which parent they look like? But when you look at your own, you can’t?

Maybe you can, but I sure can’t, well at least with two out of the three. My two daughters, I’m told, favor my husband. My son, looks just like me as a kid. Our toddler pictures are nearly identical. How in the world does that happen? The girls look like their father while the boy looks like me.

As far as personality, there’s no question my son acts just like his dad. No question. My oldest daughter is an animal loving, tomboy. That’s me without a doubt. My youngest is the girliest of girls. She refuses to wear pants. I’m still trying to figure that one out.