My child is outgoing and energetic and naturally athletic. And she looks just like her daddy. I sometimes wonder whether she and I share any attributes.
Today I discovered one.
See, I have this annoying habit of waking to use the bathroom just moments after falling asleep each night.
Sure enough, as I rocked Riley to sleep* this afternoon, she muttered these last words while dozing off: "Potty...potty..."
I would've rather passed along a more admirable trait, but, uh, apparently pea-sized bladders are maternally genetic?
*Rare enough to be blog-worthy in its own right.