Sexy Genetics

Genetics are an amazing thing. I wish I had paid more attention in sophomore biology to the actual scientific facts rather than day dreaming how my kids would look when I married Trevor, by far the most beautiful boy in our high school.

Tonight I was struck that Baby Boy had developed an identical birth mark to mine on his cheek. I sat in awe wondering how many of our ancestors had bore this similar trait and how it found its ways along the family tree to land upon my son's perfect, rose cheek.

I leaned in to kiss this spot that now bonded us more closely as mother and son and this little piece of history tasted suspiciously like the brownie he had for dessert.