I find it amazing how the genes from each parent can mix around to combine a totally unique individual. I grew up with 2 older brothers. Together, I never thought they looked like siblings, but put them with my parents, and I could tell they were related. Bill favored Mom, but with Dad's eyes and Carl favored Dad with Mom's eyes. Cool. I, on the other hand, favored Boots, the dog. We both had short legs and LOTS of thick black hair. All humor aside, I yearned for children of my own. I wanted, no needed, to see how my genes would mix with Doug's to our kids. When we couldn't get pregnant, I accepted the fact that we would have to adopt and I was at peace with it. Heck, if my parent's hadn't adopted me, I don't know where I would be today, so I thank them from the bottom of my heart. I won't lie and say we weren't ecstatic when we found out we were pregnant with Mary. We were. And once again, we have been blessed with another beautiful child...who looks completely different from Mary. I don't see as many of the Asian traits with Adam as I do Mary. Adam's hair is lighter (Doug's current color), his eyes are bluer than hers ever were (I know that all changes, but it would be cool if his turn hazel like Dad) and most noticeable his smell is different. Yep, I said it...smell. You ever notice that you have a certain distinctive smell? One day, Mary was sitting in Doug's lap and he leaned over and smelled the top of her head and said, "yep, she's my kid." She may look like me, but she smells like him. The other day, I was in the kitchen and Doug (holding Adam) came up to me, smelled my head and then smelled Adam. "He smells like you", he said. So Adam may end up looking more like Doug, but he's definitely mine. I hope I didn't just gross anyone out with this post. And I better not catch any of you smelling my head.