Thanks, Dad.

I look exactly like my mother. Well, mostly. Where I got most of my facial features from my mom, I got my smile from my dad - as well as my fingers, toes, and awesome Dutch skin that makes me look like it's February year-round (the ability to tan is both foreign and fascinating to me - what's that like?)

One trait my father and I share is this: putting enough soda crackers in our tomato soup to make it have the consistency and look of mushy oatmeal.

Thanks, dad.