It's Genetic

We just got back from a trip to the Gulf Coast.
Me, David, my son, my DIL and her Mom and 4 Wild Monkeys.
Sigh.
We had a great time.

But that is not what this post is about...it's about how my husband, son and grandsons are all just alike in certain ways.
My DIL were comparing notes:
They can not stand cold water...(or really anything cold touching them for that matter) to the point that they just about will not go swimming.  #7, that's him on the far right, would not get in the ocean under any circumstances.  He did eventually get in the pool though.  My DIL soaked David at the water park and I had to buy him a new shirt.  He wanted me to buy him a pair of shorts too, but I lied and said they didn't have any.  There is no way he would have gone inside in the AC with a wet shirt on.  No way.
They can't stand for their bare feet to touch anything. (A cold floor is the same as death) It is a real struggle for them to go barefooted at the beach.  They would really prefer to wear swim shoes, but my DIL and I will not allow it.
They are constantly trimming their toenails.  If they grow even the tiniest little bit, they trim to down in the quick.
They don't like you to look at their feet.
They can't stand water in their ears, they are obsessed with QTips and will not go anywhere without them to dry out their ears.
They can reach and take a bite off of something on your plate without asking, but they will pout if you even ask for a bite of something of theirs, and don't even think about just reaching over and getting a bite.
There is more ......... but anyway.  We had a lot of fun comparing notes.
I love my DIL..