Hey Brendan...Where did you get those blue eyes?

So James has his very own mini-me. Looking at Brendan is often a flash back in time, some groovy kind of deja vu where I am in the moment I have already been in with a tiny little baby, but this is the second time with my second beautiful son. Such a strange feeling to hold your second child who looks so very much like your first child did. Well, so much like him except for the unexpected flash of blue eyes peeking out under sleepy lids. YES, I am aware that they could possibly change, in fact I am almost sure they certainly will change to brown. And no I have nothing against brown eyes (I am after all mother to the toddler with the most striking lady-killer brown eyes in the world), but how neat that Brendan's are blue. So, you may be wondering where did these blue eyes come from when Daniel is brown-eyed and my own slip somewhere between brown and green? Well, perhaps from his Granddaddy, my other favorite blue eyed guy.