Ignore the man underneath that silly french hat! Believe it or not that's my mom. We've been mistaken for brother and sister most of my life and I am finally willing to admit I look like her. In a lot of ways we were like brother and sister. She was very young when I was born, so I got to see her grow up to adulthood during my own childhood. Also, we never had the communication barriers that frequently plaque parent-child relationships.

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