Sing your heart out

Have you ever noticed how your children can be just like you? Are they like you because they are around you so much and take what you like or are they instinctivily born with it. I ask myself that about Faith. So much of her reminds me of myself. I don't know what Bud was like growing up but I know what I was like and she is a spitting image. She quietly hushes me when I sing too loud but then I catch her singing a song under her breath that I had just taught her on the way to school that morning. She brings home 5 drawings a day from school because she loves art and I catch myself making a fairy book for my class and drawing in it. She loves fairy books and wants me to read to her every night and then I catch myself reading her fairy books when I want something to read for a little bit. I drove my parents crazy flipping and doing gymnastics through the house when I was small and she drives me crazy climbing everywhere she can image, including the van door, couch, table, sink, crib or shelves. Look at what I can do mommy. "Oh no, is what goes through my head at first thought." Is she like me or am I like her? Which is it? Or do we just make each other full.