The last lines are my favorite:
Perhaps one of the reasons I like this book is that all parents want to see themselves in their children and want their children to aspire to be like them.
I love when I catch glimpses of Emily and Drew doing and saying things--just like their mommy.
Or reminding me of myself in their looks or mannerisms.
When I picked Emily up from school, the teacher had kindly re-combed her hair (as she often has to do because Emily has a habit of undoing my styling job before I can even get her to school).
In the place of my loosely tied single ponytail were two big girl pigtails.
She finally has pigtails--just like her mommy once did.
This wave of nostalgia sent me to a box of old photographs where I found this Polaroid of my daddy and me--dated Christmas 1978.
Once I laughed (again) at my daddy's hair, I smiled at the similarities in our pigtails, not oblivious to the fact that it took me a whole year longer to have enough hair to have side pigtails.
And, because Emily loves her daddy (just like her mommy loves her daddy), we also bought the companion book Just Like My Dad.