They absorb the good and the bad.

I was having a discussion with my son last night and, while I can't remember what was said, I stopped dead in my tracks when he gave me the raised eyebrow, head wag that I've been known to do on a more than frequent basis. Yes, we had been teasing each other; and yes, it was adorable. But that look...my look...was also way too much attitude for a four year old.

I didn't scold him or get overly serious with him. I know it's all my fault. I know I'm full of attitude toward his father and him and everyone else he's probably witnessed me speaking to. And I immediately felt incredibly guilty for turning my son into that side of me. (who I generally think is funny but dances on both sides of the line between fun and rude)

Two hours later, I was helping him get ready for bed. I was exhausted. So I laid in his bed and started asking about his day again. We had a nice little chat and he took his spot next to me. A few minutes later, my son started rubbing my back and telling me that I could sleep in his bed if I wanted to.

I was immediately reminded of how soft-hearted he is...twice as much as he ever has attitude...and I felt really proud to have played a role in this side of him as well. Although I believe this side of him is less learned and more just a gift. He's always been a cuddler, a kisser, a people person. My daughter on the other hand...well, that's for another time anyway.

Last night's little encounters have got me thinking today. About whether or not, and to what extent we parents instill in our children. Over and over I see my mannerisms in my children, and yet, they have their own twist to those behaviors. It amazes me just as much as it scares me into rethinking how I act.

But if I change how I act, do I ultimately become someone I'm not?