If my children don’t look anything like me, at least I know they have some of my traits.

Today Felix decided to out do Jasper who turned a mighty six weeks old by losing his first two, (2) T.W.O. teeth. Now he whistles when he talks, which is even funnier when he’s trying to be angry and I’m finding no end of amusement singing ‘all I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front…’.

But by golly, I love an overachiever.