Daddy's Girl

So. Today was the first Parent-Teacher conference for myself and A. (I'll admit, I was a little nervous.) Everything went very well. She's a good student, and enjoys learning. The interesting part came when her teacher looked at her (we were both sitting next to each other, and across the table from Ms. W.) and then said,

"She sure looks like her daddy."

This threw me for a loop. (and S has been to the school to see her teacher, and picks A up sometimes, so she knows what he looks like.) Usually people comment that we have "twins"--a twin of me, and a twin of S. I usually smile....and don't go into the details of S being the odd colored kid in his family and me being the odd one in mine. (His siblings are all blonde, he's brown; mine are mostly brown and I'm fair-er...my denial is subject for another post.) Anyway. There's a first every day, even when you think you've heard it all.