Like mother, like daughter

It is a heavy moment in parenthood when you realize just how much your children are learning from you. And I don't mean the stuff we TRY to teach them. I mean the stuff they learn by watching us, imitating us, learning to navigate life the way they see us do it.

Sometimes this is a painful moment, like hearing your child rattle off a curse word that you know they heard from you. Or seeing your child's temper get the best of them, pretty hard to blame that on Dora or Diego.

Then there's a moment that actual feels kind of good, like seeing your child use good manners in front of their grandparents or realizing their laughter mimics your own.

Here's a small moment of realization for me, my wonderful daughter is not only picking up on the blatant things I do but also the more subtle ways I live my life.

I saw this in her play kitchen, utensils arranged the same way as mine. Of course I'm proud. Can't wait to see what she does with her sock drawer.