Father and Son Clones  Last night at the dinner table Owen said,
"Hey dad, you're in sales right?"  Rob, "Yeah."  Owen, "Well, to
convince someone to do something, you have to "dig deep". That
way they will want to do buy what you're selling."  I think
Owen's doing a unit on persuasive essays at school and was
fascinated by the idea. The two of them went on and on about
trying to get people to buy a product. I wasn't surprised.  Ever
since Owen was about 2, I've noticed he is the clone of my
husband. Which is weird because Owen actually has the same DNA
as his brother. I always tell Rob our marriage was solidified
the day Owen was born. Anytime I'm with Owen, it's like spending
time with Rob. Even if we got a divorce, I would still be stuck
with him one way or another. I might as well stick it out an
entire lifetime. It's not so bad, both of them make me laugh
like no one else. That alone is worth any trouble they cause me.
If I'm totally bummed about something, I can count on them to
get me to smile. It work