melting pot

This Thanksgiving Ella, Drew and I were surrounded by Family. Ella has met most of these folks but they were in spurts, here everyone was in one room or at least we were all in the same state. If Ella wanted to find a relative in the state of PA she would have to keep driving till she hit Dixie but in GA it is thick with kin folks. Some willing to make the trek to see her. As I look out over these folks I can not help but try and use them like a crystal ball to tell me about future Ella. Will she have MaMa's amazing cooking abilities, Memama's story telling, my Dad's creativity, Jeanerett stubborness....So far all we know is that she has some long toes. I have bets that she has my lips but I chalk up her face, eyes and hair to Drew's genes. I have been watching my friends children for signs of my friends. My nephew went through an age, where though he did not look exactly like my sister, he did have physical movements that brought me back to age 9 watching my sister play. It seems to me that no matter how close kids look to their parents, after a while the kids seem to own their features. They go from looking like their parents to their parents looking like them. They make all that crazy package of pieces given to them by lady luck via DNA their very own. I would like to go on record that her ability to look debonair in a hat....that is all Manning.