Genes

It is fascinating to me. You mix two people's gene pools together, give 'em a shake, and you have an entirely new look, but with some spooky similarlities to said gene pools. Most folks comment that Archer is unequivically a miniature version of Phil, but with smaller ears and a huge, gaping mouth. I suppose those things come from me - nice. Both Auntie Molly and Grandpa Jim have produced baby pictures of themselves and beamed, "See? Spitting image of myself at that age." My dad commented early on that he thought Archer had the Comfort wide nose - and my mom was taking offense, mumbling, "Hey, hey, hey...watch it" - until he realized that was just the distortion from so many up close camera angles.

I suppose since I am with the boy day in and day out, those traits he has recieved from various family members have become less and less distinct to me. All I see is one magical individual. It is clear he's been swimming in a lovely gene pool indeed.