Individual Attitudes

As I was putting my children to bed last night after the meeting (these pics were taken right before we left- and I didn't have a chance to crop or edit them at all- they are just raw pics) I got to wondering about the complexity and difference of children. How is it that three kids from the same parents, same grandparents, reside in the same house, go to the same KH, play in the same yard, have the same daily influences- How can they be so different? I understand everything about DNA and I'm asking the scientific question- I am wondering how three innocent people start out in the same environment, but gather different experiences and become different people in their adult lives. Take my three children- Aidan could not be more different from my girls if he tried. Before I had Gracie- I was for sure that there was a mistake and my two oldest were not related. Aidan is the epitome of laid-back and could not be more happier to just be still. When Morgan attended her first day of kindergarten- it was the quietest day in my house since Morgan had been old enough to formulate words.

I didn't even realize how quiet Aidan was until Morgan was gone. How crazy is that? My mother says it's my fault and I was just like Morgan when I was little. I deny it and say that I was the perfect angelic child, quiet, clean, and the ideal image of peacefulness and tranquility - This is my blog and I'm sticking to it. I still have no idea where Morgan got her love of talking- and no I don't want to hear any long lost stories from when I was little. I said that this is MY blog- I'm telling it like I remember- jaded as that memory may be.
ANYWAY- back to what I was saying. My children- let's focus on their imperfections, not mine. I am still bumfuzled as to how all three of them are still so different. Aidan has a very tender heart and is easily crushed. On the other hand he has a hair-trigger temper and we are currently working on controlling that. Again- I have no idea where he got that.... Everyone in my family is meek and gentle. And his dad has never raised his voice in his 36 yrs of life... HAH! I can blame part of our children's imperfections on him... that's right. I don't have to take all the blame.

Now Gracie is a totally different story- she is definetly her own individual. She has learned to hold her own against the older ones. She can use her lungs to make sure they fully understand that she does not want help with anything. Stubborn, Stubborn!! "I DO IT! LEAVE ME ALONE. I DO IT!!" I don't know where that stubborn quality comes from either. I'm nothing if not flexible. Well......

All in all- I guess they are a perfect combination of our best and worst qualities. I wouldn't want them any other way. Well.......... Totally kidding. They keep me on my toes and these past 8 yrs have been an adventure and I know the next 20 will be the same. To go back to the begining- It does amaze me that they are so different. We can truly see Jehovah's marvelous qualities in the complexity of a childs mind and personality.