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Funny how History Seems to Repeat Itself

This morning I was getting my daughter ready for pre-school and as I was helping her wash her hands in the sink without thinking I began to sing a song that my Grandmother used to sing to me about washing hands. KC giggled and asked me to sing it again. In that brief instant I stopped and realized that without forethought I repeating what had been said to me when I was a child. This is not the first time, and surely will not be the last, but it has me wondering why certain things creep out of us as parents- both good and not so good- that we experienced as children, but not others. Why do some patterns of behavior get repeated and passed from generation to generation and others simply fade away? I wonder what my children will repeat from us someday… Hmmm.

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