While Katie and I were dating long distance and sending frequent e-mails, many of her messages came with a photo attachment of a certain niece of hers.
Actually, this little sweetie is her (and soon to be mine) only niece, Brooklyn. We adore this kid. She's darling, she's playful, and she's a overflowing with personality.
But until last week, there was something about Brooklyn that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
This is one of the first pictures I ever saw of Brooklyn, and immediately I thought I'd seen this expression somewhere before.
Finally, it hit me.
Judge for yourself. I might be off my rocker, but I say there's a strong resemblence here, and I'm sticking to it.
It shouldn't come as much of a surprise either. The Jorgensens are a big Disney family. They seem to go to Disneyworld as often as the Weilers to go St. George, and there are more than a few reminders of that around Katie's apartment.
Right or wrong, Uncle Rob is a big fan of his little Minnie.
