mini-me

since ainsley moved out of the baby stage and into the toddler stage the comparisons between us have gotten stronger, at least in the family.  outsiders are still split about whether she looks like me or looks like her dad, but family and friends are adamant that we're carbon copies of each other.  the first time our friend ed saw her he started calling her 'mini-mary' - and that stuck.

all of this to say - i don't see it.  i know she's blonde and all but i think she looks more like her dad than me, especailly when you take into account baby pictures.  she is almost the spitting image of james at that age.  when people gasp and exclaim how much she looks like me, i tend to smile and brush it off. its a compliment cause she's adorable (and i'm naturally biased) but i didn't get it.

however today i was driving her to celia's and we were rocking along to our favorite cd - both singing and dancing in the car.  I couldn't really see her in the rear view mirror so at a stop light i flipped up the vanity  mirror to get a glimpse of her.

she looked exactly like me.  she was making the same face, holding her hands the same way, bopping her head as she sang along.  every single mannerism she made was an exact copy of me. it was incredibly creepy to essentially be looking at two of me in the mirror.

and it was really really awesome.

but now all day i've been thinking about how i'm going to have to be very careful of what i say or do around her.  she is incredibly perceptive and doesn't miss a thing - much like her canine sister - and i need to  be more aware of the fact that she doesn't only repeat what i say but the actions i make.

scary.