The Boy, my oldest, looks nothing like me. He is an exact replica of The Man. So much so, that I have put baby pictures of The Man and the boy side by side and my own mother couldn't tell them apart.
But he does act like me. He's quirky and weird and says completely inappropriate things:
We were in the Base Exchange (PX):
The Boy: Hey Mom, our bagger is left handed like me.
Me(grabbing our bags and heading to the door): How could you possibly know that?
The Boy: Because she's missing her right hand.
At which point, I look back, and sure enough... She's only got one arm. And then I sit on the bench outside and start laughing uncontrollably. Because I find the most inappropriate shit freakin' hilarious. I mean, laughing so hard that I'm crying. The Man walks away from both of us, because I'm sure he is disgusted that his wife & child would laugh at something so ridiculous.
So there you have it. He may not look like me at all, but he IS like me. See? We've got the same completely atrocious sense of humor.