I was reading in my room last night when "Peter" came in to tell me something about someone...I can't quite recall. Such a serious expression he had on his face. I took one look at him & broke into laughter! An odd form of shock must have overtaken me in that moment. Here is my son, my middle boy, constantly laughing, always smiling, and forever cracking jokes or pulling stunts to make those around him happy (or shocked, he really doesn't care which) Charming Peter, coming to tell his mommy something terribly important & I am laughing hysterically...why? Because for the first time ever I realize he is the spitting image of his father!!
Allow me to elaborate...people have been insisting for years that Peter looks just like his daddy. Truth be told I simply thought everyone was insane! I mean, honestly, he looks NOTHING like Al, he is a Kemmerly, through & through. "No" I would say shaking my head. "He looks like my side of the family, just like my side."
Here is my problem. I tend to look at one's personality & shift their physical features to meet that image. This, obviously, is what happened with my sweet Peter. He ACTS just like a Kemmerly. I mean really people....that sense of humor and natural ability to be the center of attention is a gene he could only have inherited from MY side of the family (wink). Spend a little time at my grandma's house during the holidays and you will see what I mean. It could be compared to walking into a hen house. The laughter is nonstop and the decibel level WOW!!!! It is a wonder we weren't all deaf by the age of two.
Back to my shock....here I sit, staring at Peter, is chin, his lips, his ears. Oh yes, he is his father's son. The only difference physically is the shape of his head (round), and the build of his body (mine). So now I suppose I must admit that all these children look like my dear husband....well, save for "Jan" & "Cindy", who look discernibly like their mother (and act like me too I might add). At least Jan is built like Al (Thank heaven for small miracles! ).
Love to all. ~Ran D.
About Me
- Randi
- I'm married to a fantastic man who drops by for a visit from time to time (no I'm not kidding). We have 6 amazing kids that keep me busier than any one woman should be. I have an inherent fear of boredom....so I do whatever possible to quell any possiblity of it's rising. That being said, I am also an insomniac...which means at times, even my best efforts are quashed. However, that is not to say that I don't try. I am...for all purpses rendered...a "fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants" kind of girl. Some think this an elaborate excuse to procrastinate, when in fact, it is simply my way of staying sane...and perhaps an occasional excuse to procrasinate. I am insanely loyal to my friends and would drop everything in a moments notice for them. I dig partying with a ton of people. The more the better. I'm told I have an insane gift for making people enjoy themselves. Am studing the possiblility of euphoric gasses released through my salivary glands. It's one of many theories I'm looking into. Along with the off chance that I may just simply exude good times all on my own...curious. I love to sing, and do it as often as possible. Been told I can carry a tune...I do try *eh hem*!
1 comment:
Thats quite the story, I can't believe you have a handle on Mt Washme. It doesn't look that big if your standing in the Hallway. I am enjoying the Family Life's recent discovery to let all your friends know whats going on. If you stayed off the phone with kim, you could actually chat with your other friends besides listening to a busy signal. keep it real, girl
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