Like Mother, Like Daughter

Anyone who knows me knows I enjoy the finer things in life while I am pregnant - eating whatever I want, whenever I want and not worrying about it. My favorite finer thing was to have an ice cold Coke and a cold 2 pack of Reese's Peanut Butter cups at 11pm at night while watching TV in bed. Sheer Ecstasy (and possibly the reason why my 2 boys have peanut allergies).

So no surprise to me the other day when my little shadow asked for the cold Reese's she saw in the fridge drawer.

(You know - the drawer designated for "Vegetables?" Yeah - at our house it is to chill our chocolate.)

She got herself up to the counter and woofed it down...and when my back was turned she snuck drinks from my Coke Zero.

To truly prove she is my daughter, she promptly went into the family room and, unbeknownst to me, fell asleep. Which, coincidentally, is another of my favorite pastimes...literally falling asleep at the drop of a hat (can you say narcoleptic?).

Ahh yes...like mother, like daughter.

And, as I type this, I can hear her jumping and dancing in the living room to a song on the TV.
Mini-Me.