Sometimes when I see P I really wonder how she is so weird….. so weirdly similar to how I was at her age. Her mannerisms are so funnily same as mine that I feel like I’m looking at a live version of my flash back. Of course, some things, like being adamant and stubborn, she gets from her dad, but mostly she is a me.

Its strange that I tell her to change a certain habit and then I realise ‘hey…. I used to do just that when I was her age’ 😬 so how can I expect her to change this habit. Example is eating slowly. She takes sometimes upto an hour to finish a meal if she has the time. Well…. I wasn’t any different. I used to sit for dinner with my brother , who ate at jet speed, usually joined by my father. They would finish and get up and my mom used to join in later after they finished. And I would accompany her too. And sometimes still be left with some more to go. So ultimately I would land up sitting alone and eating. But… the difference is… I was ok with sitting alone and eating and this girl makes such a noise if she has to sit alone.

So she has her uniqueness mixed with some of our genes. And a mix of our genes which make her unique. She is caring but can be non chalant sometimes. Sometimes she doesn’t care what you’re going through and sometimes she will press your legs and your head and let you lie in her lap and strokes your head like she’s your mom. Sometimes she will give you come backs like “I’m curious, its good to be curious” “its my life, let me do what i want” But that’s just my pre teen talking I guess.