My Child is the Opposite of Me

My 11-year-old son — with his huge brown eyes and small frame and impossibly curly hair — looks just like a miniature version of me. And that’s where the resemblance ends.

Don’t be fooled by the smiles…we were probably arguing 30 seconds earlier.

Writer, podcast addict, runner, stick-shift driver, parent & step-parent. Not necessarily in that order. Personal page: all opinions are my own. (she/her)