Wednesday of Few Words: Like Mother, Like Daughter
I have heard from a number of sources that my daughter doesn't look much like me. But I don't look much like me at age two, either, which, must I remind you, was thirty years ago. The Hubs can take credit for her blue eyes, but I think you will find, upon examination of the following photographic evidence, that my daughter looks more like me than you would think upon first glance.
Here's me at roughly two years of age, circa summer 1981:
And here's Lilah at almost 22 months, spring 2011:
Sure, the Hipstamatic effect helps, but I think it is plain to see that she is her mother's daughter through and through, right down to the stocky little legs, protruding belly, flower clenched in a chubby fist, and flyaway blond hair swooped over the right eye.