Like mother, like daughter

My darling daughter has some mannerisms that are, well, annoying.  These mannerisms had to come from somewhere, but I couldn’t figure out where until I finally realized that my mother does those same things.  I remarked to my husband that it was amazing to me how the child could pick things up from a grandmother who lives 2,000 miles away and visits once a year.  He just looked at me, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.  About ten minutes later it dawned on me that there’s a link between my mother and my daughter.