Last night while reading stories, Elise was studying my face and eyes.
I asked her if something was wrong.
E: Mommy? Why do I not look like you?
M: Some children look like their Mommy and some children look like their Daddy. Some children look like neither parent and just look like their own person.
E: But I don't have spots and I don't have those eye lids like you have.
M: I know. But you look just like daddy and he looks pretty good.
She sighed heavily.
"OK. I guess I will look like daddy. I don't mind my supple lips, but when will I get my beard?"
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