Son Of The Father..?

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Saturday 14 September, 2013 by Uncle Spike

Is it any surprise that my son is sometimes as mischievous as his old man?

As I look at my 5 year old son growing into a human in his own right, albeit a small one, I marvel at his grasp on life sometimes. But he also has a mischievous side, just as I did…

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One blog follower was commenting recently on how ‘lovely’ he sounded; yes he is, most of the time, but I also know full well who’s son he is, and that is also a tad scary as a parent.

She (the blogger) seemed sceptical, so it got me thinking about a couple of stories from my own childhood that I wrote about some while back. Now you may have seen these posts, or maybe not, but writing as I am now, as a parent rather than from my memory of childhood, I began to think…

“Will my son continue to evolve as if by metamorphosis
into a ‘little me’ – oh crap, I hope not!”

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