tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22878815.post-40928530867591821782008-03-28T12:18:00.000-06:002008-03-28T12:18:00.000-06:00I think you are SO cute in that picture. I was kind of afraid of my dad and he could be stern, but he was also gentle when he wanted to be and now I see myself in him. Now, I'm his caregiver. He is afraid of me! I cajole him to wear his hearing aids, take his cell phone when he leaves the house, wear his "I've fallen" button. He is afraid of upsetting me. I understand him very well now that I know his personality, at the core, is very like mine. My mother even kind of felt 'ganged up on' when it was just Dad and I. My sister thinks like my mom. I find that after I lost my mom I was able to be more rational about any faults she had. I can still remember her saying to me: "You are JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" with the most disgusted voice. Sadly or happily she was right.<BR/><BR/>These tales are universal. That might mean that a book about fathers would be less interesting than one with the mysterious child at the center, but really it's how you spin the tale. I assume it will involve Rock 'em Sock 'em robots??Linda Ballhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12417535881100246975noreply@blogger.com