Scout looks absolutely nothing like me. She might have my hair, but Kiefer’s hair is darkish, too, so it’s hard to tell.
If I hadn’t been in labor with her for nearly 30 hours, I might question that she was actually my child.
But the other day, this happened:
And it reminded me of this:
Look familiar? Are you looking at my butt? Because that’s not what I meant. Scout’s wearing a diaper, so you can’t really compare our butts.
We both love giant beanbags!
You’re still looking at my butt, aren’t you?