It is an odd revelation to feel like you really are your mother’s daughter. It is not often I feel this way, given that we disagree on a lot of things, and we are just inherently different. But today that was blown out of the water when my coworker emailed me a cookie recipe and the first thing I thought was, “Oh these sound so yummy, I have to make them!!!” This proves it: I am my mother’s daughter. Lord help us all.
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