My children look like I stole them.
I am pale and blond. They are half mexican ladies with dark hair.
But there are moments when I know they are mine. They act just like me. Especially Alana.
David asked Alana to get him the remote (or something of that nature).
She asked him if his legs were broken.
Almost my proudest moment as a parent.
David said something to Alana that she did not find favorable.
She called him a jackass under her breath.
That's not exactly my proudest moment. But it is proof she's mine.