Do you have a 'mini-me'?
A child in whom you see a reflection of yourself?
I see something of myself in both of my girls but Daughter2 is what I often call my mini-me. For one thing, she looks just like I did at that age. People who knew me at 20 say it too and if I run into someone I haven't seen in a long time and they meet my daughter2 they are astonished at the similarity to my younger self. Sometimes when I'm complaining about some effect aging has had on me I freak her out by saying, 'This is going to be you, ya know.'
She laughs.
Kind of.
Oh there is plenty of me in my first born too but I think some of the strongest parts of my personality run equally as strong in my second born.
This is going somewhere, I promise.
I spent most of last week with my mom.
My mom lives in the same house in the same town I grew up in and I'm more than 30 years old.
Okay, more than 40 but whatever.
I've been driving a long time and when I'm at my mom's I do the driving around town and she likes to tell me how.
For some reason this really gets under my skin.
I might be just a teensy bit stubborn.
Ahem.
Anyway, my mom and I are really good until we're in the car.
She's a nervous passenger and she doesn't like to drive on the highways.
She prefers taking a bajillion back roads thru neighborhoods and such to get where she's going which is fine, if she's the one driving.
I prefer taking the highway or the route with the fewest turns so discussion always ensues.
Since we have no set timetable for reaching our destination and since I'm the one driving I don't understand why she cares which route I take.
She doesn't understand why I insist on driving on roads where there is traffic.
Back in January Daughter2 and I spent a couple of days at my moms and the three of us were in the car going somewhere.
My mom and I were having our usual back and forth about my driving and I whispered to Daughter2 that I didn't understand why my mom cared what road I took.
Sweet, smart Daughter2 whispered back-
"You know mom...sometimes you just need to do what your mom says."
Then she added-
"That's what you tell us."
Ker-pow!!
Oh don't you dislike it a lot when your children throw your very own words right back at you?
Last week as my mom and I were having our usual, 'You know this lane ends don't you?" "You know this road is only 25 mph don't you?" "You don't want to get on that road, they're working on it" nonsense, I flashed forward thirty years.
I thought, 'This is going to be me'.
I am so my own mother.
And Daughter2?
Well she'll be me.
Because she is.
Oh boy.
Why can't I take the bajillion back roads and go the long way round sometimes just to make my 80 year old mother happy?
Why am I so stubborn?
Pay attention Daughter2...don't be like me when I'm my mother!
Because I think we both know I'm pretty much already there.