our combined genetic code

Jim's youngest brother, T, is 18. And the boys - of course - think that he is the ultimate in cool. I think he's pretty dang cool myself.
So when T was chasing the chickens tonight, Aidan followed with equal vigor and speed (or the 5-year-old version of equal speed).
Then it was Davyn's turn.And a not quite the same scene ensued.
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When Aidan began toddling & talking, my mom could never relate to any of the issues I faced. The messes. The noise. The chaos. Because "her children" were not like that. "They" were (and yes, this means "I was", of course) docile and sweet and still. Jim and I rolled our eyes, figuring that her memory was on the blink. Because our boy was crazy. And loud. And messy. And my older sister JoDee, who had jumped into the mom game years before, obviously couldn't remember anything either. Her toddler description bore a strange resemblance to Cyndee's ridiculous proclamation.
But, Kay. I liked Kay. Because she smiled knowingly. And I thought, "Finally, someone willing to tell the truth!" And my in-law trips confirmed this truth. T was still only 12. And shockingly loud. Obviously the older model of our tiny human.
Well...when Davyn came along I had to repent of my eye-rolling Cyn judgment. Because he was different. He fit her mold. Here is a boy who I can take with me to the salon. Color, cut, conditioning treatment, style - and he's still happily coloring in the corner from start to end. I shudder to think of what Aidan would have been up to at the same age and stage. But what's difficult at a salon is - of course - sheer delight racing on our backyard track, a place where D doesn't quite keep up.
The boys are so different. And it's ridiculous to overly generalize their personalities, but Aidan is mostly Jim. As Davyn is mostly me. Which makes me wonder why our genetic code didn't like to mingle more. Oh wait, mingling is definitely not a trait of either. Makes sense. So then I wonder what our third child (not yet on the way, thank you for asking) will bring to the mix. I'm pretty sure we're set with any amalgamation of this genetic pool: Cyn's artistry. Papa's ingeniuty. Kay's perfectionism. JoDee's fun. Mandi's patience. Tyler's contentment. Megan's intensity. Jared's technical prowess. Daniel's work-ethic. Michael's athleticism. Jenna's generosity. T's dang cool.
(And that's not even touching great grandparents. My boys are quadruply blessed in those.)A with Grandma Hulsey
It's a pool in which I'm proud to be knee-deep.
Reader Comments (12)
I'm excited to see what your eventual 3rd child will be like. Perhaps a mingler after all?
Love the picture of A!
Sounds like you have an awesome gene pool. Maybe there will be another little one to add to your family someday. That would be cool. I'm hoping the same but not counting on it too heavily.
Your boys are great. It is good they have each other to balance things out a bit. Keep one from being too off the wall, and other from being to calm.
It was great to meet you in person. I hope we will get more time to visit and talk. As you can tell I love to talk. Hugs, Bobbi Jo