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She looks just like her daddy

Why is it that it annoys me SO much when people (always women) tell me that my kids look like their dad???  I obviously think he's attractive and chose to have kids with him.  But it grates on my nerves every time I hear it.

Maybe it's that I don't agree.  Sure they both have resemblance to us but even our own parents don't think the kids are spitting images of either of us.  Aaron and I agree that they are a perfect combination of us.

Maybe it's that it takes me out of the equation.  As if I didn't carry these little people around in my uterus for 9 months and squeeze them out of a tiny opening and nurse them for a long time, often overnight, and completely become sleep deprived in caring for them.  Only seems fair that they would resemble me a little.  Right?

And I know it doesn't matter.  They are beautiful kids and are perfect.  Somehow it just makes me crazy when people are so determined that they look just like daddy.   


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  1. SarahJuly 26, 2013 at 9:09 AM

    I have to agree with the two of you, I think they are absolutely the perfect combination of both of you :) However, that being said, people usually say that the younger they are, the more they look like their daddies, and of course the joke part of that is so the father knows the kids are his.

    And regardless of who they look like, they are beyond adorable!!

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  2. kkasunJuly 26, 2013 at 2:23 PM

    I agree, I think they look like both of you! If anything Paisley looks more like you in my opinion!

    For the longest time Avery looked dead up like her Dad but as she is getting older she is starting to look like me, which makes me kinda happy!

    Either way, both of your kids are super cute!

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  3. KandiceJuly 29, 2013 at 8:17 AM

    They look just like their daddy! I KID I KID. I understand how you feel. Out of three of my kids I have ONE that looks like me. And I take great pride in that. The only other thing I have going is they all have blonde hair. So take that daddy. :) Your kids are gorgeous and they are a perfect mix of you two. P.S. We need to get together soon!!!

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  4. AnonymousJuly 29, 2013 at 12:28 PM

    It's funny you said that, I've always thought they look just like you! Maybe it's different in person. You just have the cutest family. :)

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