When I was a kid, I thought my Dad was the greatest thing ever. He could kick a kickball all the way to the fence, he could shoot hook shots like Kareem, but left handed because he was a lefty, and he would let my brother and I basically get away with murder. However, he also tortured us with 60s music. Dear old Dad was a hardcore hippie, having moved from Massachusetts to California in the mid 60s after Vietnam. He was into the Beatles and John Lennon, and would not listen to the hip, new stuff my brother and I liked (shit like Oingo Boingo, Duran Duran, and Depeche Mode). So, I was driving along with the kids in the backseat and my son was happily playing air guitar along with this guitar solo, and I realized they can sing Duran Duran songs. And Van Halen songs. I'm teaching my daughter how to dribble lefty and righty, so she won't have my right hand dominant weakness when she plays hoops. (Maybe the lefty side is from my Dad fucking schooling me until I was 19. In my defense, he played against Kareem in high school and held him to 8 points, so it's not like he sucked. Plus he would foul like a motherfucker.) When my wife isn't around, I let them play video games, eat whatever they want and have all the fun they can, as long as their school work and chores are all done. That's when I realized, "I'm turning into my Dad." FOCUS: Are you like one of your parents? Are you the exact opposite? Do you find yourself doing things (or not) specifically because of your parents?