Tom is now just over 10 months old and everybody who sees him says exactly the same thing.
My God, but he looks so like Karen.
Then as an after thought they look me up and down, frown a bit and add apologetically, oh but we can see a bit of you in him as well.
I’m actually becoming grateful for this small concession.
However, a recent visit to my granddad last week brought Karen into contact with some very old photographs of yours truly as a baby. There’s a particular one of me and my sister (also confusingly called Karen) when we were both wee toddlers, obviously taken in a photographer’s studio, where I’m holding a rubber duck with the kind of passion that only an 2 year old muster.
Tom and I could be identical twins. The likeness is uncanny. My first thought was to show this photograph to everybody obliquely mentioned above accompanied by the words: see, I did make a major contribution to the genetic make-up of this child!
My second thought was if everybody thinks Tom looks like Karen but he also looks the spit of me as a child... is the theory that people fall in love with partners who look most like them true?
I mean there are similarities between Karen and me but I don’t think they’re blazingly obvious... though Karen has commented before that we have many likenesses...
Is this true of everybody though?
Is there something secretly narcissistic going on that I don’t know about?
If there is I may have to stop dressing up in Karen’s clothes...