The Apple Doesn't Fall Far...

According to my parents, I had this silly odd cute thing I did when I was very small. Seems I had some sort of obsession with my feet.

As in...I wanted people to kiss them.

Apparently, I would be in a cart at the store and when a stranger would peer in to look at how cute I was, I'd stick my foot in the air and say, "Kiss my foot!"

Thankfully, I outgrew that game.

My daughter has a similar game she likes to play.

However, she prefers smelling over kissing.

So she regularly sticks her feet in our face and says, "Smell my feet!"

Endearing, huh?

I'm very pleased to say though, that so far, she has only offered the aroma of her feet to family members. And I hope it stays that way.

I don't think I'd find a rock large enough to crawl under if she insisted that a complete stranger "smell her feet!"

I'm hoping that she too will outgrow this little obsession. At least before she starts dating!

As they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. And though she may LOOK just like her Daddy, she is so much a little me!

And frankly, that scares me just a bit!