One paragraph, Two ways

Before I had Little Evan, I thought people who said “My baby has his father’s nose!” were deluded. It’s an infant, it looks like an infant, stop imagining a resemblance where there isn’t one. But my baby clearly looks just like his father. Which is good, I guess, because it makes their shared name even cuter. Evan and mini-Evan.  I’m imagining a future of matching pajamas at Christmas and coordinating shirts for Father’s Day. Strangers will look at them on the street and say “Oh my goodness what a handsome baby! He looks just like his daddy!” Besides having the same nose and the same shaped mouth, Baby Evan has his father’s hair. Not just the color but the shape as well – both have high foreheads and a tendency towards an overgrowth on the back of their neck. It’s adorable.

If I didn’t have such a clear memory of actually pushing this child out of my lady bits, I wouldn’t believe he was mine. I think my mother might feel the same way since I look so much like my father. “Sorry,” says Dad “I’d rather you look like your mom.”  Although Baby Evan’s gorgeous hair gets comments everywhere we go, I’m getting tired of saying “he gets it from his father” in sort of an apologetic way. I’m very sorry, person I’ve never met, that I’m not as cute or pretty as my baby. Maybe next time. Besides having the same nose and the same shaped mouth, Baby Evan has his father’s hair. Not just the color but the shape as well – both have high foreheads and a tendency towards an overgrowth on the back of their neck. So my baby has a receding hairline and a mullet.

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