This morning I was cleaning up around the house and looked into Liam’s room and noticed this:

Liam's desk

Every so often I get these glimpses of Liam that remind me more of myself than I ever thought I’d see in one of my children. A few months back I wrote a post about my mess, cluttered office.

my office

After I saw Liam’s desk, I looked again at that post and saw too many similarities. His is actually more organized than mine is, but the likeness were just too funny. What we both keep on our desks or in our drawers is virtually the same. Photos, pieces of art and reminders of great times fill virtually every inch of space. (If you’re interested, you can click on the picture, and it will take you to the Flickr page with notes on the photo as to what everything is.)

When I look at my kids and see our physical resemblances, I know that we belong together. We compare baby pictures and notice all of the similarities. That is cute.

but this… this is downright scary.

I’m blown away that a person’s sense of clutter or nostalgia in what we display and keep near to us is also as innate between parent and child as is our physical features.  I’m sure when my mom reads this post, she’ll immediately think of my own desk or dresser back when I was a kid. I’ve always been this way, and it seems like we’re in for more with Liam. Everyday, I see that he’s just a little bit more like me… and I just hope and pray that is a good thing.

Besides your physical appearances how are your children like you in their personalities and quirks?

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