when did that happen?
30Jan08
I’m not sure at what point I turned into my dad, but somewhere along the line I have picked up the habit of compulsively saving the Ziploc sandwich bags from my lunches at work so I can bring them home, wash them out, and reuse them. Growing up, I swore that “if I have to wash another Ziploc bag, I’m going to <insert some nebulous overly-dramatic teenage threat>!!!” Now it pains me to throw them away.
I am puzzled by this turn of events.
i felt the same for a while, as i noticed my parents in me. it’s heartwarming, though. i mean…you gotta remember them in ways that go deeper than pictures in your head, right?
hahahah that is so funny. I was looking at dad tonight as he was getting all worked up over something really trivial and acting like a CHILD and I thoug- we are twins. How did I not see it until now??
My dad’s pretty awesome, so I guess I really can’t complain. : )
This is quirky and adorable. I wish I was more patient, like my dad, but am glad that I can control the VOLUME OF MY VOICE, unlike my dad.
I turn more and more into my parents every day. And they are sooo freaking proud of it! Scary…