You guys, my kid.

I realize I have three, but two of them are not MY kid, but instead they are some sort of DNA hybrid of their father and me. (Imagine!) I see traces of me sprinkled all over Isabella and Joshua. When Isabella makes piles of outfits and labels them with the days of the week, I see me. When Josh sits on the couch and voraciously reads his way through an entire novel, I see me.

Emily, though, she is completely and totally 100% me. Mini-me, if you will. (Although she would probably take offense to this…“Are you calling me a midget?”…because she hasn’t quite figured out yet that if we make midget jokes about ourselves, we get the laughs in first.)

Well, she is me. Only way, way more talented.

And way, way, way funnier.

It was when she turned to me and said, “WHAT? Her name is Ellen DEGENERES?!?!?? I swear to god, I always thought it was Ellen THE GENEROUS!” that I knew.

My kid is going to be a better blogger than I could ever possibly be. 

She’s already ready.

She has the funny.

She has the stories.

She has the bershon.

She has the one-liners.

And, then, you guys.

She won the Superbowl.

Today she finds out what part she will play in the child-friendly version of Glee: The Stage Play.

Obviously, she’s hoping for Rachel Berry, as evidenced by her “Don’t Rain on My Parade” audition song.

“Since, you know, I was born to BE Rachel Berry. And I already have a sweater with a horse on it. And that shirt with the Peter Pan collar…”

But we tried to tell her that, well, every part in Glee is great, except for Will Schuester’s crazy ex-wife who pretended to be pregnant, only I’m assuming she doesn’t show up in the elementary school version.

“You’re right. If I’m Brittany S. Pierce I get to basically live in a Cheerios uniform. AND I GET TO BE FUNNY.”

A girl who sees the beauty in wearing a cheerleading uniform unironically. And sees the beauty in being funny??

She’s the blogger that *I* want to read.