Genetically speaking, my boy is 50% me and 50% his mom.

Last night, the boy and I were having dinner at the table. He had a cheese sandwich, yogurt, some Cheerios (CHEE-YAHS), and he skillfully avoided a few pieces of fruit. The boy had his straw in the corner of his mouth, slowly sipping some water. At the same time, he was trying to cram a couple of CHEE-YAHS in the other side of his mouth, without losing suction on the straw.

I couldn't help but laugh hysterically at the sight of him attempting to eat and drink simultaneously. All that kept running through my mind was that old anti-drug commercial, where the dad confronts his kid about some drug paraphernalia found in the kid's room, and the kid replies, "...from you, alright?! I learned it from watching you!"

Sometimes, I think my kid might be more like 51 or 52% me.