Just Like Me

Just Like Me

Look at the baby. The other day, my dad said the baby looks just like me.

The baby is nothing like me. He is so small! And he likes to cry all day!

His feet are little. Mine are big! His eyes are blue. Mine are not blue.

But he has black hair. And my hair is black. His nose looks a little like mine too.

He has the same smile as I do. Not everything about him is like me. But I see a lot of things that are.