Genes

I sit, watching my youngest daughter working on her artwork at the kitchen table. She is 3 1/2 so her art consists of jumbled crayons, various coloring books, markers, glue sticks here and there and a school box to house all of her 'things'.

As her head turns, it is my mother looking towards me.

"Are you finished coloring?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to watch Tom and Jerry or Toot and Puddle?"

"Mmmm..how does eenie meenie miney moe go?"