Somethings Never Change

Sometimes I look at my kids and think where did they come from?  For some reason, I thought you take two people, combine their DNA, and you will see some traits from Dad, some traits from Mom, but sometimes, and in a lot of ways, my kids seem like total strangers, personality wise.  They are definitely their own little spirits more than a grand conglomeration of Luanna or Anucas perfection (haha).  Sometimes I see glimpses of their dad in them or sometimes myself (the good, the bad, and the ugly).  And then there are somethings that have nothing to do with DNA and are age-old instincts common to all mankind...

at least as long as mankind has been pitting and canning olives.