All of the years I was a teenager doing all of the things that I did (even though they weren't really 
that bad) I somehow avoided "The Mothers Curse."  You know, the one where your Mother yells at you in a fit of rage "I hope you have kids just like you one day!"  I thought I was home free.  So, I get married, have my kids and I realized something.  I should have tried harder for the curse, because I ended up with kids just like my husband!