Eloise has said to me many times “Mom, why don’t I look like my sisters? I mean I’m the only one with dark hair and dark eyes and they are both blond with blue eyes. It’s not fair that we don’t look alike!”
And my response is “But Eloise-you look like us – Daddy and I both have dark hair and dark eyes and I love how gorgeous you are with the waves in your hair, your long legs, your beautiful smile, your kind spirit. You really got all the best parts of us…and we love seeing parts of both of us in you.”
To which she replies “Well, then where did those two come from then with the blond and blue stuff going on because I don’t see anything of that in the two of you?”
I laugh and explain that genetics works in mysterious ways sometimes and I’m just so grateful that they also look nothing like our mailman.