March 19

I felt a surge of pride as I helped Abby try on her dance recital costume this evening. Moments later, I felt a wave of nostalgia as I watched her tap her way through The Locomotion wearing said costume.

It's not uncommon for people to refer to her as my mini-me these days. We do look alike, just as I looked like my mom when I was young. And there was something intangibly special about seeing her tap in her sassy way, just like I did 25 years ago at about the same age.

I know I'm deeply flawed, but it makes my heart happy to see some of the good, fun-loving parts of myself in my daughter.