There is no guarantee that James David Miller Moon will be a "chip off the old block."
But based on what I've been told by family, there's a possibility.
And that might not be a good thing.
He is only 6-weeks-old, so he still has a lot of growing to go through.
But, I've seen pictures of me when I was an infant.
They are pretty similar.
He is developing a personality.
James David definitely knows the difference between his mother and father.
He knows "dad" likes to hold him. Sometimes, when he's in the mood and not hungry, he'll lay on my chest, gently falling to sleep.
However, he knows that "dad" doesn't provide the food.
That duty belongs to his mother.
He even knows Merry's voice.
Just Sunday morning, right after Merry woke up, she came into the family room.
I was holding James David and he was getting a bit fussy as he was hungry.
Merry went to the kitchen (the adjacent room) but James David followed her voice with his head as she left the room.
Only a few days ago, James David was not in the greatest of moods.
We were trying everything under the sun to get him to calm down.
That is, without depending on another feeding as he had just ate only minutes before.
But, as Merry crept closer to the family room, he kept calming down every time she spoke.
So, not only does he know his mother's voice, he knows her face as well.
I was just telling Merry the other day I wish I had more time to spend with him.
Unfortunately, it can't always be that way.
Still, I cherish every moment I get to spend with him. Those seconds are miraculous.
As far as James David possibly being a "chip off the old block," here's the scoop.
My son loves music.
We have laid him in his crib and started to play music and he responds by just listening.
My mother has told me stories about when I was a toddler, she would sit me in the front room and put The Beatles on the record player.
I would sit there and just listen.
And I kept listening.
I have played music since I was 13.
As far as James David is concerned, I have shared with all of you how Merry purchased a toddler's drum kit just for our child before we knew if we were having a boy or a girl.
I always promised myself if I ever became a father, I would never force anything on my child.
They would be allowed to make a decision on their own when it came to things like that.
For example, if my child didn't want to play music, I was not going to be disappointed.
Like my parents, I intend to encourage our child to be involved in as much as possible, but I won't force it.
My parents encouraged me to be as active as possible.
As a result, I learned to play music, sang in choir and played a handful of sports.
I didn't get the athletic gene. That went to my sister.
Still, I was OK in my sports of choice.
Regardless, I hope James David elects to be involved in sports, music, etc.
Whatever he enjoys.
Because I'm certain Merry and I will support whatever endeavor he chooses.
We will sit on the sidelines or in the crowd and be proud of anything he accomplishes.
But for now, his accomplishments are few and far between.
But Merry and I both marvel at everything he does.
He is truly a miracle.
On Thanksgiving Day, Merry, James David and I traveled to my parents home for festivities.
While there, he was precious.
He hardly made a peep and seemed to enjoy being transferred from one set of hands to the other.
He got to meet so many new family members, including uncles, aunts, cousins, second-cousins, a great aunt and great uncle.
And it didn't seem to bother him.
He's quite good around others, although I have noticed something rather humorous.
When he doesn't want to deal with others, he just shuts his eyes and either goes to sleep or pretends to sleep.
Either way, he is good around others.
Maybe he'll be a chip off the old block. Maybe he won't.
You can decide.
To me, it doesn't really matter.